"Sister!" The Prince couldn't hold back anymore, but when he tried to rush forward, a barrier blocked him. "Don't believe him! Fight back! Do everything in your power—!"
The Duchess looked up and met her brother's eyes. There was a bit of a sad smile in them, one that carried the weight of a lifetime. She loved her brother, but there was something about Sylas' pull that made her believe his words.
She didn't know what it was or what was causing it, and maybe it really was just because his Charisma was too great. But what she did know was that right now, this wasn't a decision that could be made by anyone other than her.
Even in her distraction, Sylas made no attempt to sneak attack her. He simply stood there.
