Chapter Eighteen

"Yes?" a monotonous voice greeted them.

"Lucien, we've been sent by the king," Aiden said, his voice stern. "You're under arrest for treason."

Lucien's expression turned sour. "Treason, huh?" he scoffed, closing the door behind him. "Let's go, then."

"We just need to bring you in for questioning," Easton interjected, trying to ease the tension. "Maybe we can get this sorted out quickly."

Lucien only laughed at Easton’s lament. “You two are complete fools. If the ‘king’” he said with disgust, “wishes to see me, then he only need come.”

Aiden and Easton were taken aback by this statement.

“You know that’s not how this works…” Easton replied.

“Lucien, come peacefully or we are authorized to use force,” Aiden stated.

“I’d love to see you try.” A smirk of amusement spread across his face.