Lord Cassius Ravencroft's POV
I had arrived at the perfect moment.Standing in the doorway of the throne room, I took in the scene with the calculating eye of a predator assessing fresh prey. King Magnus stood over a young woman in a blood-stained wedding dress, his face flushed with the particular pleasure that came from wielding absolute power over the helpless.
Princess Sophia watched from her throne with undisguised delight, her hand resting on her slightly rounded belly. And there, standing rigid as stone beside his father, was Prince Adrian, the key to everything I'd come here to accomplish. But it was the girl on the floor who captured my immediate attention.
