"Look at you...I actually can't believe you'd become this pathetic.."
Slyvian chuckled casting a shallow glance at Damien, this was his father yet he had poisoned him mercilessly and for what, a shabby looking throne and kingdom.
"You think I wanted to be in this position...what can a poisoned man do.."
The Jing coughed he didn't know who was more annoying at this point, Slyvian or Damien.
"Nothing he can only sit and wait for death, your son must be very happy about this. You'll be dead soon he'll inherit your throne."
The king coughed and shook his head, Damien could not run the kingdom he'd destroy it.
"The one who will inherit the throne is you..Slyvian.."
Slyvian raised a brow did he look like the person who would want to sit down and run the kingdom of the man he hated the most and they were not blood related.
"I have not desire to rule your kingdom, pass it unto your son.."
