Ethan's Point of View
I was barely holding it together. Every inch of my body was strung tight with anger, my mind clouded with images I could hardly tolerate. Azaria—my Luna, my property—wrapped up in the presence of another man. The thought was like acid burning through me, making it impossible to think straight. And that she was flaunting it so openly? Bold, disgraceful.
But it was Caspian's betrayal that gnawed at me most. My own son, clinging to that King like he was his father. Father. The word grated on me. I had built my life around securing my legacy, and here he was, believing another man held that title, my title. If Azaria thought she could replace me with some pretender King from another kingdom, she was far more deluded than I thought.
