Henrik
Elijah was right, Philip couldn’t be trusted. He didn’t understand the importance of this, of me being the king. He wasn’t willing to cross the necessary boundaries. He was too gone for that woman, even though she wasn’t even his mate anymore.
He better stay in the Dungeon, until we solve this issue in a definitive way. I looked back at the sweet female in my arms. I didn’t want to think about anything else but my Cami.
“Henrik, I am worried,” she muttered.
“Why?” I asked, tilting her chin up and looking at her pretty green eyes.
“What is happening to Philip? What are you doing?” she asked.
She must have heard a bit of one of my talks to Elijah, planning Philip’s judgment and subsequent execution.
“He will be judged by his crimes and face the consequences of Hig
