Third Person POV
Lucian paced back and forth. His anger increased with each step. His parents watched, his mother fretting, a hand to her mouth. His father was more composed, speaking quietly to the guards as they came and went, a frown on his face. Lucian was going slowly insane. He was picturing all sorts of things happening to Rosalie and it was causing him to slowly lose control. He wanted to be out there, searching for her. Not stuck and confined in here. It was so bloody infuriating. He cursed Everly in his mind. Damn her for cursing him and causing this exact predicament. Damn the b***h for making him lose this one chance for happiness. His resentment continued to grow.
King Julian finished his discussion with the guard and dismissed him, giving a heavy sigh. Lucian stalked up to
