Just to clarify (b/c of yesterday's typo): Adeline Rose and Elias Luxton are NOT related at all!
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For once in his life, Elias was speechless. He lifted his gaze from his Grandmother to the window. The wind howled, picking up a tornado of leaves, wrecking the beautiful forest beyond it.
Elias silently drank the wine. He was the least shocked by the news.
All along, Elias had known Adeline was not the Golden Rose. And he wasn't bothered by it.
Elias didn't need immortality when he was a Pure-Bred. He didn't need to be the strongest man in the world, he already was one of the most powerful in the entire Empire. How else did he take the throne?
"And that fazes me, because…?" he used.
Dorothy's smile became a grimace. "The entire Empire expects you to marry the Golden Rose. I am a prophet of the Heavens, you damn brat. If the council asks, I will be obligated to tell them the truth."
