Duke Of Darkness: May You Be Mine
EPISODE 3
The courtiers watched in silence, torn between loyalty to the absent emperor, fear of the Grand Chancellor, and the quiet, untested authority of the crown prince.
The voices in the court rose higher, each advisor clinging to their faction, hurling words that disguised daggers. The young ministers demanded reforms, the generals argued for war readiness, and the elder statesmen called for restraint.
Yet beneath the debate, a single thread bound them all—fear. Fear of a kingdom without its emperor
The crown prince sat unmoving upon his seat, his long fingers resting on the armrest as though carved in marble. He did not raise his voice, nor did he join the quarrel. His silence was its own blade, sharper than any decree.
To some, it was the calm of wisdom; to others, the arrogance of inexperience.
Then the old man stepped forward. The Grand Chancellor’s cane echoed against the stone floor, each tap a reminder of the years he had survived while emperors came and went.
Grand Chancellor Draven Nocturne
*Bowing low, he lifted his eyes toward the court, his smile patient and poisonous* “Your Majesty’s illness,” he said, though the throne was empty.
Grand Chancellor Draven Nocturne
“is Heaven’s reminder that the empire cannot wait on frailty. We must think of succession, of stability… and of who is truly prepared to bear the weight of the dragon throne.”
Gasps rippled through the court like thunder in the distance. His words, though not outright treason, coiled like serpents around the heart of the young heir.
All eyes shifted to the crown prince—some expectant, some doubtful, some already calculating new allegiances.
Aurelian Drakonis
*he glared down coldly yet the power still dance in his hands his lips narrowed into a smirk* 'blood bath would be best'
And war was something he had prepared for all his life.
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This book will stay with me for a long time. Thank you for writing such a beautiful story, Author. 💕
2025-09-10
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