LUKAN

The grand hall shone brightly under the golden chandeliers, their illumination dancing across polished marble floors and beautifully carved columns.

This event was more than a mere ball—it was a display of deception organized by those eager to alter the legacy of my lineage, give my position to someone else.

Laughter rose and fell through the hall, deceptively light and the sound of hushed chatters and the clicking of glasses filled the air.

Council members raised their glasses in feigned joy,excited to have me discarded or so they thought.

At the heart of the gathering was Beta Thaddeus, exuding his usual calm authority. His voice was measured and forceful...