Nicholas’ POV Needless to say, last night’s dinner was a disaster. Addy most certainly hates me now, and my grandmother is plotting to overthrow my enemy from the throne. While I admire the cunning and political prowess it took to gather an army strong enough to do it, I realize now that she was manipulating me to go along with it. And I fell right into her trap. After a long night’s sleep, I can see things with a bit more clarity. I need to be much more cautious of my grandmother’s intentions moving forward, because she does not care about which Ourey sits upon the throne. Whether it is me or my brother doesn’t matter – as long as the king is her puppet. Perhaps spending time with her Light One on Earth has helped me to realize what a conniving old wench my grandmother truly is. A

