Thaddeus' expression hardened at Lucavion's question. He had been prepared for many things during this conversation, but this?
This was dangerous.
He exhaled slowly, his gaze sharpening as he regarded the young man before him.
"The Royal Family of Lysandra."
The name alone carried weight. Power.
Right now, they were the ones who controlled the entire Arcanis Empire. That had always been the case. Since the unification of the kingdom into an empire, the Lysandra bloodline had held the throne, ruling over the continent with an iron grip veiled beneath centuries of divine right.
And at the center of it all—
"The current emperor is Clades Lysandra," Thaddeus said, his voice measured. "The man responsible for the recent changes in the empire."
