Adrian’s POV
The car rolled smoothly toward the palace, wheels eating up the miles like they couldn’t get there fast enough.
I sat stone-still in the back seat, arms crossed, staring straight ahead with zero interest in the scenery sliding past the tinted windows.
Ray paced relentlessly inside my head, back and forth like a damn fool in heat, whining and wondering out loud if Ariella would even look at him when we arrived.
Lovesick puppy nonsense.
I shut him down hard, clamping down on the bond until he could barely twitch. He fought me, pushing and snarling, but I crushed every attempt. He wasn’t taking over today. Not ever again when it came to her.
She lied. She chose the crown over me…the same crown that had exiled my family without a second thought. That betrayal sat like ic
