If that much had been hidden from them, then how many more lies had Ethan woven into their lives without them ever realizing it?
Neither Gerald nor Liam spoke as they followed the Shadow Guards out of the Royal Medical Wing. The vast marble corridors of the Nightshade Royal Estate stretched endlessly before them, their footsteps echoing softly through the otherwise quiet palace while servants and royal guards instinctively stepped aside, lowering their heads in silent respect as the small procession passed.
It wasn't until they emerged into the open courtyard that either man finally seemed capable of drawing a proper breath.
The cool evening breeze greeted them immediately, carrying with it the steady roar of the helicopter waiting nearby.
Its rotors had already begun turning, whipping dust and fallen leaves into the air beneath the glow of towering floodlights, yet neither father nor son paid the aircraft the slightest attention.
