(Daciana POV)
Lobo’s words turned the lower house into a battlefield before any sword fully touched flesh, because fear moved faster than steel.
Tonight, I take the crown.
The sentence rang inside my skull while Blackfang warriors split into two lines beneath the old bread oven’s shaking rafters.
Some stood behind Bardolph with horror on their faces, finally seeing the rot that had been sleeping under their laws for years.
Others moved behind Lobo with red light burning in their eyes, bound by Adolphus’s twisted pact and the stolen Alpha ring.
Servants screamed as warriors drew blades among laundry baskets, bread shelves, water buckets, and the floor that had hidden my mother’s crown.
Conri pulled me back from the center, but his hand released me quickly because he knew I would not
