Author’s POVKael sat sprawled on the velvet throne in the center of the great hall, glass of wine in hand, legs lazily parted as if the world already belonged to him, and maybe it's his.Outside, the courtyard buzzed with servants and warriors preparing for his coronation. Banners bearing the new sigil—of his warriors bleeding over Cadman steel—flapped in the wind. But inside… Kael was restless.Bored.So damn bored.He let out a slow exasperated sigh, swirling the wine in his cup until it spilled over the edge and dripped down his fingers.“This waiting,” he muttered, eyes narrowed at the dancing flames of the chandelier above. “It’s exhausting.”A whore beside him chuckled nervously, her fingers trailing down his chest, leaning toward him. “Perhaps I can—”“Leave,” he said coldly, not even glancing at her.She stiffened, then scurried away, her eyes wide with fear.Kael straightened up slowly, that twisted gleam already forming in his eyes.“I need entertainment.”He turned to his
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