Chapter Thirty-Four

Dameon

I clenched my fist repeatedly, cursing softly under my breath. I had no explicable reason for waiting for her return but I did and I had been waiting hours. For fuck's sake! It was nearly dawn. Was she alright? Was she being tortured? What was Elpida doing to that woman?

I had been so blind with rage and failed to see how unhappy and heavily burdened my younger brother had been the moment he usurped my throne -- those had been my words for years, until I killed him. The guilt I felt everything I thought of him threatened to consume my entire being and plunge me deep into that darkness again. The darkness I had been in until days ago.