Drake POV
As I sit behind the large wooden desk, I wonder what happened to the mahogany desk with the intricate designs my father had when I was a child. It was a gift from my mother when he became king. I remember him having candy hidden in one of the drawers for when I visited him.
This desk is just another way David tried to erase my father's existence. The door swinging open brings me out of my thoughts. Jared barges in and my heart starts to race, but I manage to keep my breathing even. I narrow my eyes showing my irritation just as I know David would do.
When Lily first suggested using my power of illusion to appear to others as David, I was skeptical. Not because it wasn't a brilliant plan, but I wasn't sure I could pull it off. The more we discussed it I realized I knew exactly
