ALARA’S POV
Darius couldn’t hide the fact that he was displeased with the presence of his uncle.
Lord Magnus on the other hand didn’t look like he cared about anything that was going through the mind of his nephew. He was still enjoying his food until he decided that it was time for him to speak.
He dropped his spoon like he had been forced to do it and picked up some water to drink.
Darius and I thought that he was going to start talking when he was done drinking some water, but he picked up the jar of wine and poured some for himself.
When he was done drinking to his fill, he smacked and sighed heavily.
“If I did hear you correctly, Nephew, you were asking what I am doing here.” Lord Magnus looked at the King with a sinister smile.
I could see that a lot was going on inside his
