Chapter 175: Your missing daughter is here.
"Forgive me, Your Majesty. I didn’t mean..."
The King raised his palm, cutting him off. "I know exactly what you mean. Your grandfather is on his way, bringing an army with him. Should I expect you to try and claim the throne while he does?"
Dankin shot to his feet, bowing deeply to the King. "Of course not! I have no intention of..."
"Shush, relax," the King interrupted coldly. "I know you wouldn’t dare stand against me. You know well enough that I could order Sunkiath to incinerate the entire House Kalia without hesitation. Just don’t make the mistake of rushing to take my place, kid!"
The King’s words were a brazen threat, his tone as sharp as the edges of ice. He was the King of Kings, did this naïve boy truly believe he could challenge not just the people, but rogue, power-hungry kings too? The same kings who’d use their power to strangle another King in his bed, sending a beautiful whore with big breasts to do their bidding? Just like how Araben had tried to kill Kaisun and Ren... and how Dankin’s very own sister could be used as a pawn. House Al-Delone would treasure to exploit the odds.
"Dan, leave me with your father," the King dismissed him curtly.
Dankin’s face turned as red as blood, and though he had done nothing to provoke his uncle, he could tell that the King was far from pleased. It wasn’t unusual for the King to be in a foul mood, but today, it felt particularly severe.
As the door closed behind Dankin, the King leaned forward. "Alekin, is there something you’re hiding from me about your daughter?"
Alekin sighed heavily. "Gods, Araben? Did she cause more trouble?"