Upon seeing Leon—rightful crown prince of the Empire—the nobles exchanged uncertain glances. Even though Leon's father had been declared a traitor, Leon still carried the Emperor's blood, meaning he held an undeniable power over them, and possibly even control.... And worse, Leon bore the blood of ten powerful dragon lines.
The nobles were on edge, some secretly hoping they might find a way to manipulate him to their advantage.
"I asked you all—what's going on here?" Leon demanded, his frown deepening as he scanned the room, finally landing his gaze on the throne.
The sight of Victor lounging there turned his expression to one of disgust and barely-contained fury, "YOU! How dare you sit on my father's throne!"
