Chapter 111

I sat upon my throne, my presence commanding attention as Vraxxis entered with the usurpers in tow. The maid's efforts to dress me in bold, regal attire had paid off, as I exuded an aura of power and authority.

"So, you are the ones who dared to attempt to take the throne in my father's absence," I stated, my voice icy and detached. "If I hadn't returned, you would have taken the throne for yourselves, wouldn't you?"

I gazed at them with an unyielding stare, my eyes piercing through their very souls. "You thought you could simply waltz in and claim the throne as your own? You thought you could usurp the power that is rightfully mine?"

"Azazel." I turned to him, my voice still laced with a cold, detached tone. "What does the law say in accordance with these situations?"