Dane’S POV
I sat in the darkness, waiting.
The chaos outside had worsened day after day. It was only natural for him to come anytime soon to end things... any time from now.
Through the darkness, I could hear footsteps approaching, heavy.
And in a second, the stench struck.
The stench of a rotten, timeworn odour travelling faster than his footsteps.
Ancient Order.
They’ve been around for centuries, way before my father became king, but we’d all overlooked them.
They never proved to be any threat.
They were just a group of people, standing in the shadows.
I’d thought they were nothing worthy enough to look into, having them slip through my grasp a hundred times until they finally decided to show themselves.
“You must’ve known I was coming.” The voice echoed, closer than before as
