Kaiser didn’t flinch. His voice dropped to a whisper sharp enough to slit skin. “That wasn’t your question to answer. And if you speak out of place here again, I won’t hesitate to end you, and finally have some peace.” There was a long pause. Then Magnus gave a dry, humorless laugh. “Do what you w
Kaiser had a private palace hidden deep within the European Capitan estate, a secluded stronghold wrapped in ivy-covered walls, black stone, and veiled iron gates. It wasn’t listed on any map, wasn’t known to the press, and was protected by a perimeter of armed loyalists trained in silence and fire.
Morning at the Royal Suite The soft, pastel light of dawn filtered through heavy curtains, painting the suite in muted peach and gray. The bed was cold, the warmth of the night gone. Izora lay there, eyes open but distant, staring at the ceiling marred with carved plasterwork. Silence pressed li
Morning at the Royal Suite The soft, pastel light of dawn filtered through heavy curtains, painting the suite in muted peach and gray. The bed was cold, the warmth of the night gone. Izora lay there, eyes open but distant, staring at the ceiling marred with carved plasterwork. Silence pressed li
The silence that followed Kaiser’s declaration was suffocating. The clock on the office wall ticked loudly, out of rhythm with the tension in the air. Somewhere outside, traffic groaned in the distance, horns cutting through the soundproofed glass like weak knives. But inside this private executive
The silence that followed Kaiser’s declaration was suffocating. The clock on the office wall ticked loudly, out of rhythm with the tension in the air. Somewhere outside, traffic groaned in the distance, horns cutting through the soundproofed glass like weak knives. But inside this private executive