Three days and I should hand over my title, that Ryan is a stupid bastard. Does he think that I would be scared of him? Never. I wouldn't leave this title for anyone except when it's time to pass it on to my child. I muttered to myself in frustration as I got to my chambers. It was the third day since my encounter with him in the courtyard. And I deeply regret hearing about it.

I heard a knock on my door and responded: "Go away, I do not wish to be disturbed,"

"It's I your father," he answered.

"I do not wish to be disturbed-" I said and...