Virgil PoV.
I sat on my throne, my left hand resting against the cold armrest while my toes tapped an irregular rhythm on the black marble floor. I had waited far too long, expending every ounce of patience for each step of my meticulously crafted plan for revenge—a vengeance rooted deep within me.
Now, my anger consumed what little control I had left. The thought of Selena’s offspring has echoed in my mind since Valeria's death. She was the target of my wrath, a tool to be destroyed to lure her mother into my grasp for the crime of taking Valeria from me.
The Treaty of the Three Nations meant nothing to me anymore. It was dead in my eyes, and the blood oath we had once sworn no longer held sway over me.
I had dispatched two of my best Death Sanguines to capture her. I wanted to see th
