CXXIII

Gone were the days when Cyprian could sleep peacefully without nightmares of being usurped or killed in his sleep. His eyes were wide awake searching for the boy on the canvas. He needed to unveil himself to know what he was up against. He needed to see the so-called heir to the throne of Verdes.

Though he couldn't admit it but it scares him to know his father wiped out half of his council to conceal his existence perhaps he didn't know he existed. He had searched for the other council members but none knew anything except a particular Mark that they all keep talking about who has turned out to be dead.

He was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't hear the guards announce the presence of Queen Sophia.

" Cyprian!!!" She had to call his name repeatedly to get his attention.

" What is it, Sophia? Haven't you done enough?" He snapped with dark eyes growling at her. Sophia's eyes widened at his outburst but she didn't dare to go closer to him.