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Chapter 161 – A Father’s Fury

Penulis: Quinn Montclair
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-09-28 17:46:44

Alaric

The chamber still reeks of Kieran’s insolence.

His voice echoes in my skull, all defiance and trembling weakness, daring to stand at my table and pretend his words carry weight. I should have struck him for it. I should have put him on his knees in front of the council and reminded him of his place.

But no. My disappointment is greater than my rage, and disappointment curdles deeper. Rage burns hot and fast, disappointment rots slow, seeping into every crack.

He thinks he can talk back to me. He thinks he can posture like a son who matters. The boy is nothing but wasted blood, a mirror cracked the moment it was forged. A son who flinches at words, who blushes at reprimand, who thinks sentiment is strength.

Weakness. All of it.

I pace the council chamber, fists curling at my sides. The contracts lie neatly in a stack where I left them, still damp with ink. Mercenaries waiting to be unleashed, alliances sealed with blood and gold. All ready to move at my command.

But Kieran has t
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