[NOUR]
The palace was cold as hell when Lord Lucius walked in with his sidekick Zaire. There were eyes on both of them, eyes that knew what these two were here for — vengeance. It wasn't hard to tell, given the way that Grant had messed with the Dumont family.
Grant had screwed over Lord Tristan Dumont in the worst of ways and he had used his soldiers to do it. Now back in the palace walls, was the craziest and the last of sons that Lord Tristan ever had.
He was Lucius Dumont.
To his friends, he was Luce. Just Luce.
But to his enemies, he was the weapon of the Dumont family.
He was the decision that had long taken root in the family that had been hurt by the king's enforcer for months now. He was the face of revenge, and the councilmen knew it, too.
They shivered when they heard of who had come to the palace and knew the man was here not just to replace his father, but to make sure he got the answers to his father's untimely death.
