The three men were seated in the dining room having a discussion after a hearty brunch. "A man came to see me. He claimed his parents were neighbors of Cassandra and her brother," Azrael began. "He mentioned that the woman did indeed have a son, and his name is Lucan."
Sevastian and Rohan exchanged a quick glance, their expressions a mix of shock and confusion, before turning back to the King. "Lucan? The same Lucan?" Sevastian asked, his voice laced with disbelief.
"Unfortunately, yes—the same Lucan," Azrael said, his tone dark as he toyed with the goblet in his hand. "I need to find out where he's staying. That way, I can take him down before he even sees it coming."
Rohan's brows furrowed in thought. "That is... unexpected. But does he still reside in his late mother's house?" he asked, a hint of concern in his voice.
