"Go now, my little viper. I’ll join you soon. Let the kingdom mourn their old king… their new one is on his way.”
Selene shakily rose to her feet. Her eyes burning holes into Thaddeus. Then she turned her gaze on the others seated around the table.
Varrin and Cassandra. The people who had raised her, shaped her, lied to her. Filled her head with fantasies of justice and righteousness. Her eyes landed next on Klaus—Hannah’s murderer. Who was grinning at her.
And finally, they returned to Thaddeus.
She had memorized every face. Every betrayal. A mental death list.
Without another word, she turned and stormed out of the room.
Lila made to follow her, but Thaddeus's voice stopped her.
“You.”
Lila stopped and bowed. “Yes, Master.”
“Watch her. Closely. I want to know her every breath, e
