JONAS’ POV
There’s something wrong with my father.
He’s always been hard, strict, and difficult to please but now, there’s something else. Something darker.
Ever since the triplets came back and stole the spotlight, he’s barely spoken to me. Not a word of acknowledgment. Not a glance in my direction. If I walked through the halls on fire, I doubt he’d even lift a finger. And yet, even with his cold indifference, there’s one thing he does react to—violently.
His private wing.
It used to be just another part of the castle. Secluded, sure. Rarely used, yeah. But not forbidden. Now, it’s locked down like it holds the kingdom’s deepest secret. I tried approaching it yesterday under the excuse of delivering a message. One step past the eastern corridor and Father was there.
He moved faster
