Chapter 69

Valeria

Realizing the danger, my first instinct is to throw myself between Raphael and Astaroth, but there’s no time. All I can do is watch, my heart sinking to the pit of my stomach. And I do watch. I see Astaroth’s head suddenly fly off his body before his hand can land a fatal blow on Raphael.

“Not my son,” Aldous, the King, says, standing tall, his hand dripping with blood.

“Noooo!” Florence screams, running to her father’s decapitated body.

The fighting in the ballroom stops, silence r