Chapter 25
JULIAN POV Lawyers. Of all the things I expected after my father’s death… It wasn’t lawyers. For centuries, kings had settled disputes with steel, not parchment. Yet Father had always believed ink could be deadlier than blood. Magnus walked beside me through the eastern corridor. Neither of us spoke until Penelope disappeared behind the heavy oak doors leading to her chambers. She never looked back. Perhaps that was for the best. “You should have let her leave,” Magnus said quietly. “No.” “You know she’ll try again.” “I know.” Magnus sighed. “You’ve become predictable.” That almost made me smile. “I wasn’t aware anyone could predict me.” “I can.” He looked ahead, his expression calm as ever. “You’re thinking like a man.” “You’ll have to explain.” “Kings think of kingd
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