The King's Rage and the Legend

Viktor POV

"King, King!"

Ronan’s voice chased me down the hall, desperate and echoing against the cold stone walls of the packhouse. I didn’t slow down. I didn’t even acknowledge the servants who flattened themselves against the wallpaper, their bodies trembling as they bowed low, trying to make themselves invisible. Their fear was a dull hum in the back of my mind, drowned out by the absolute