A sense of dreariness washed over Duke Holmes snapping him out of his drowsiness.
With the way things were, he didn't give a damn if the Empire was in crisis. The only thing that mattered now was to have revenge.
It was like a sixth sense of a parent who was repeatedly telling him that his son's soul wouldn't be in peace until he made the perpetrators behind this incident pay for their crimes.
"In the end, you might just be a chess piece that was going to be discarded at the end."
Duke Holmes stared at Lucas' golden eyes with a cold look and asked,"Are you sure about this?"
"Even though I won't hesitate to bite anyone who had a hand in my son's death, I can't attack without any proof and it's Duke White you are talking about."