POV (VICTOR)
"I swear your Highness, every word I breath is the truth."
My eyes narrowed on the young warlock as my fingers drummed the black leather chair in his families sitting room. I could not decide if I wanted him dead or if I wished to make him grovel at her feet for the rest of his miserable life. Yet, Abelia would most likely prefer I forgive the worm for his disrespect, and on the outside I could do that for her. Yet, on the inside, I would find any way to be rid of the lot of them. There was nothing of any redeeming quality in these three members of my court. They were the very definition of parasites. Blood sucking, life draining, disgusting creatures that only wanted my money, my power, and to destroy the reputation of my beloved Abelia.
I sighed, as I pressed two
