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Chapter 12: The King Is Dead ( 2)

Author: Pauline Esden
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-16 01:58:05

POV: Ronan Klein

Our home was quiet when I got there. I thought it was too damn quiet.

I park my car ignoring the guards and pushed open the front door. There is no one in the living room. I can whispers and I know the helps are lurking in the corners talking.

I walk past the living room to my father's study. The door is closed and I don't knock. I never do and it has always been a reason for quarrel between my Father and I.

" It's only polite to knock before entering a room, Ronan." My father would bellow at the top of his voice "One of these days, you will walk in and see something you never bargained for."

I would smirk aloud brushing off his words. I knew defying him annoyed him more than anything in the world. Well, when I opened the door that day, I realised that Lucien had had the last word as always. He was right.

I saw him sitting on his chair, slumped, a tipped brandy glass glinting on the floor and dried blood sticking to his hair. It's looked deep. His white pajamas shir
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