Ansel’s POV
I was about to pour myself a drink, the lingering satisfaction of claiming Raven still humming through my veins, when a sharp knock rattled my door.
Before I could turn, the door flew open.
“My lord!” The guard panted, his face pale. “Rowan is summoning you. The palace has been breached.”
The glass slipped from my fingers, shattering against the floor.
“What?” My voice was low, dangerous.
The guard swallowed hard. “He, he sent word just now. It’s urgent.”
I didn’t wait for more. I was already moving, yanking on a shirt as I stormed out, my steps quick and purposeful. The halls blurred past me, my mind spinning. Breached? How?
The guards at every corner stiffened when they saw me, but I ignored them. My heart pounded with a mix of fury and anticipation.
Rowan had bette
