Prologue "You never once replied to my letters, Lucas." A restrained voice pierced through Lucas's ears. However, despite the desperation in the words, he remained silent, merely meeting the prince's gaze with his impassive black eyes. Eyes that gleamed like gold, reminiscent of a tiger. There was a time when he had thought those eyes ...
Prologue "You never once replied to my letters, Lucas." A restrained voice pierced through Lucas's ears. However, despite the desperation in the words, he remained silent, merely meeting the prince's gaze with his impassive black eyes. Eyes that gleamed like gold, reminiscent of a tiger. There was a time when he had thought those eyes were as pure as willows swaying in the spring breeze. The owner of those eyes was Leon Theian. He was the man destined to lead the Theian Empire in the near future. He was also the man whom Lucas had personally raised. And now, the once endearing child—whom he had cherished like a son—had grown into an imposing figure, standing too close, exuding a suffocating presence. "…Your Highness." Lucas's composed voice cracked ever so slightly. The once crisp, woody s
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