The smell of blood filled the room.
"Rest easy, Father."
Garrett drew his longsword, then knelt and brushed a hand over Bruno's face, closing his open eyes.
When he stood up again, the grief and apprehension on his face were gone, replaced by only madness and resolve.
Now, he was no longer the Crown Prince, but Oduin VI, King of the Kingdom, the Lord to whom all nobles would pledge their fealty.
"No one will control my will ever again! No one!"
He clenched his fists and glanced at the corpse at his feet. 'Now, let me deliver the Wushan Clan's first grand gift!'
Garrett let out a dry laugh, then pushed open the door. The reek of blood from the hallway assaulted his senses.
But he didn't pause for a second, striding away from the scene like a shooting star.
Although he was the Kingdom's first heir and the throne was his now that Bruno was dead, that didn't mean Garrett dared let the outside world know he was the one who had murdered Bruno.
