ROWAN
Cases of rogue attacks have been becoming increasingly frequent lately. The weight of leadership was finally weighing down on me even with Thorne and Marrock helping.
My parents had visited a few hours ago, advising me on what to do. The northern borders needed a strong hold, but you would never find Cassien and Lucien when you needed them.
“Come here,” I waved over at a maid. “Get me, my brothers,” I instructed. She nodded and left to carry out my orders.
I fumbled in my pocket and brought out a stick of cigarette. With shaky hands, I lit it and took a long drag when a knock sounded on the door.
“Come in,” I said, and the maid walked in.
“No one had seen them,” she replied, head bowed, eyes brought low.
I let out a right sigh, running my fingers over my hair before wav
