"So that's him," Lyrus uttered in a cold tone that had this near him, looking his way. For a moment, his eyes toned crimson. He had heard their word exchange, and all he wanted right now was to tear that wolf apart, but he couldn't do that. Not yet, at least.
"You seem to know what they are talking about. Is it something that I should know?" Edgar asked. Turning to look at Lyrus with a grim expression and frost coated eyes.
He didn't need to know how much to know that bastard was bad news and to think that he was the son of one of his council members. An heir to that was supposed to help Auriana rule. It passed him off.
"Finally decided to pay attention to something other than your ego, I see," Lyrus clicked his tongue. He and Edgar glared at each other with no one backing down.
"Your Majesties, I believe we should wait until this is over before we snap each other's necks," Astrid said since no one else seemed to care about that now.
