When Jace loudly voiced accusations against Kieran, half of the room gasped. Except, of course, Will, Dravon, Oliver, Julian, and even Arlo.
"This kingdom is in disarray," the prime minister finally uttered. The woman rubbed her non-aching head. "This is what happens when young ones are bestowed with such high titles. They fail to fulfill their duties properly and only think of love.""If I'm not mistaken, it's you who can't perform well, Luisa," Jace retorted irritably. "Please judge this despicable rat.""We can judge him later, Jace," Elios said coldly. It seemed, in this room, he was leading the meeting. "Seraphina is dead. And we must judge Prince Vikrant.""I told you I'm not the culprit!" Vikrant exclaimed angrily. However, in his mind, Kieran could clearly feel Vikrant's satisfaction."No," Kieran said loudly. "I can read his mind. Indeed, he is the one who killed Seraphina."Vikrant fell silent, staring at him sharply. But Kieran calmly stepped towarThe Prime Minister's speech was like a breath of fresh air to most people in the room, thirsty for justice. However, Kieran Nyxshade remained seated upright in his chair, exchanging glances with Dravon Nightcrown, or whoever his real surname was.A rumble echoed once again. The sky of Remirer grew darker by the second, casting an increasing shadow over the meeting room where they all sat. Only the flickering candlelight illuminated the restlessness."It seems a power outage is imminent," Chief Justice finally remarked."Your Honor, please explain what we should do," Luisa pleaded. "We can't afford to let our kingdom remain leaderless. Varidianth will be vulnerable if we continue like this. Besides, neither Prince Dravon nor Duke Kieran can be elevated as the next king. They are too cunning and malicious.""I have no desire to become the king of this kingdom!" protested Kieran and Dravon simultaneously. They exchanged surprised glances, then averted their faces.A pair of weary eyes fro
Elios felt uneasy as he dismissed Kieran and Dravon as if they were nobodies. Despite their names being at the top of the succession to the throne, Elios himself was considered nobody in the kingdom of Varidianth. Yet, the Chief Justice had chosen him, and Elios had to make the most of his position. Many lives depended on him now.As the room almost emptied without the presence of Valorthorn nobles, the Chief Justice smiled at him. "Let's have a Blitz Chess," the old man said.Elios blinked, surprised to hear a term he hadn't heard in a long time. In Varidianth idiom, Blitz Chess meant a brief meeting."We're forced to change the feudal system into a monarchy," Chief Justice said. "Not to offend your wife, Elios. But...""I understand," Elios cut in quickly. He never underestimated Lana's abilities, even though she was once just a servant without magical powers. However, in managing the state affairs, it would be impossible to burden all the political responsibilities on her shoulders
As Elios left the large meeting room, Arlo realised that his hands had been clenched into tight fists. He was not happy that Elios had sent Kieran and Julian to the black tower, wherever that might be, with Dravon the traitor's entourage. He was genuinely surprised that Elios now had more power over his family than Kieran.What annoyed him the most, what had that old man called "Your Honour" said? Arlo had to get engaged to Lunabelle if he wanted to be the next king? Seriously! If becoming king means Arlo will be killed by the people closest to him, ugh not really! Especially if he has to get engaged and married to Lunabelle. This world is really crazy. Although, Arlo can't deny that he really loves Lunabelle.Everyone else in the room left immediately. For a moment Arlo and Franz Froz exchanged glares, before the boy nudged Arlo's shoulder hard, and the other shoulder was tapped by someone.Arlo immediately turned around and met the gaze of a pair of beautiful blue eyes. Marquis Jace
Previously, the Black Tower was just a bedtime story for Kieran. Different from prison, this place was used to lock up nobles who betrayed the kingdom. The location is unknown, and the place is very dark without the slightest source of light. It is said that every prisoner locked up there would rather die than stay there for the rest of their lives.Now, Kieran knew that it wasn't just a fairy tale.His eyes were covered by a black cloth while his hands were tied by another cloth. He, Julian, Serena, as well as Dravon, Oliver, William, Everly, and their servant whose name Kieran didn't know, were forced to sit in a horse-drawn carriage whose cabin was quite long. During the uncomfortable journey because the carriage kept shaking due to rocks or roots, they could hear the galloping of the horses of the knights accompanying them."It's really sad that now you and I are on the same train, heading to the Black Tower, Kieran," Dravon said sarcastically. Only the two of them understood how
Arlo finds Lunabelle in her room. His foster sister was sitting on the bed, while Lana combed her hair. From Lana's chuckle and Lunabelle's annoyed voice, Arlo realized that his sister was discussing romantic matters with Lana. Also complaining about Arlo. Because they both remained silent when Arlo entered the room."Well," said Arlo cheerfully as he sat on the sofa with his legs propped up on one of the arms. "It seems like you two are doing fine while Varidianth is getting destroyed overtime."Lunabelle's pink eyebrows rose. "What's going on with Varidianth? The plague of dead souls?""Yeah, almost actually," Arlo answered. "But what I want to say is, Seraphina died." Lunabelle froze in shock. And Arlo proceeded cautiously."Seraphina was killed by Prince Vikrant. After that, we were forced to appoint Elios as king. So that's it. You are officially a royal princess again," he explained. Then added grimly. "Yet Elios sentenced Dravon and his fri
When the cloth covering their eyes was finally opened, only darkness and cold greeted them. A building, which Julian finally realized was the Black Tower. Although it seemed like this place wasn't as scary as Lord Swiftwind had told him about. Or perhaps, the wizards around him made Julian feel that way.After the presence of the knights enclosing them had long since faded, Dravon snapped his fingers, summoning blue magic flames that danced around them all, burning what Julian realized too late to be bones. The bones of those who were once trapped in this place."We are only three hours away from the palace," said William. His pale and handsome face looked beautiful against the blue firelight."Maybe only an hour," Dravon muttered as he looked at every burnt bone. Not at all bothered by the heat. So like it or not, Julian thinks about Jace. That those who have fire elemental magic cannot burn. "They deliberately chose a circuitous path to confuse us.""Now what do we want to do?" Oliv
The two of them climbed more and more stairs, until they were on a fairly high floor in the Black Tower. The higher they got, the cleaner the rooms became. It was as if no one had dared to climb these stairs before.Until finally Will stopped at the highest floor, as the only room that had furniture in it. A canopied bed, a sofa set, a dresser and a closet.Dravon was not at all surprised, he simply lit a fire in the two lanterns that lay on top of the pair of nightstands in the bedroom, and sat down on his dusty, fragile bed. A centipede poked out of the hem of his blanket, but Dravon deliberately ignored it."So," Dravon asked cheerfully. "What did you want to talk to me about, Will?"Will moved closer to him. All his cool demeanour slowly crumbled, replaced with a fragility underneath. "We lost badly," he muttered. "But it's not too late. I know atop this tower we can still paint the final magic pattern. Or we can go home to Valorthorn, and def
Dravon was right, that Kieran did not need mind-reading magic to know what had just happened. He could feel the coldness of William Zephyr's gaze on him, penetrating his skin. He could feel the emptiness that Dravon hid behind his casual demeanour. But it was the fact that Dravon came straight to him after his fight with William that bothered Kieran. It made him, inevitably, remember the past between the two of them in Umbravale."You think," Dravon muttered as he leaned against the magic wall. He casually removed his court robes and placed them on his lap. Kieran had never noticed it before. How graceful Dravon was. How he was more fit to be a prince than a king's son really was. How friendly and kind he was to his peers and the people who worked for him. "What will become of us. I mean, what fate awaits you and me."Kieran huffed. It was more because he felt cold than because he wanted to be cool. Dravon's magic fire was right behind his back but he couldn't feel