Liars Like Us - Book 1: Legacy of Lies
They weren’t a threat anymore — they were a vow, one he would answer in kind.
His hand closed over the page, crushing it into his palm until it bit into his skin.
Then he left the bedroom, his footsteps sharp against marble, descending into the hall where the war council waited.
The council chamber glowed with golden light. A long table stretched down the center, polished oak gleaming beneath chandeliers. Smoke coiled through the air, the thick scent of cigars and whiskey already saturating the room.