Chapter Forty-Three

 

A life, for a life.

 

Asher

 

Tonight was the night the body of my beloved friend Ethan was going to be burnt and laid to rest. I felt so much guilt and pain well up inside me. Ethan didn't deserve any of this, and I was going to stop at nothing until I had avenged his death.

 

"Greetings, Prince Asher." A guard's voice called from outside my door, sounding fearful.

 

"Speak." I snapped as I spun to face the door.

 

"The Queen demands your presence in the living room." He shuddered. 

 

In a blink I strode towards the door and pushed it open before ambling to the living...