Luciana's warm smile froze on her face when she suddenly heard the words. Her eyes momentarily became distant, and the love on her face shifted to an expression of concern. The atmosphere in the room grew heavy; these last words, which had caught everyone's attention, created an unexpected tension. My mother, Luciana, breaking her silence, spoke softly.
"Little Ethan... I don't understand. Did you just say you were going to kill your father? But I don't get it. Wasn't you already officially recognized as the heir and the next king?"
"Yes, that's true, but I can't wait any longer. I need to become king as quickly as possible."
"Why? Why do you want to become king so fast? If you look at the Kaizer stage, you're going to have a long life. Is killing Richard the only solution? Why not choose a more peaceful path?!" Luciana said the last words with some irritation.
