Chapter 508: The Final Word

Chris' POV

Silence hung in the air. The tension between Skylar and Christiana was palpable, a quiet storm brewing beneath carefully measured words. Classic had tried to find a middle ground, to balance power between them.

But balance was an illusion.

I exhaled slowly, standing from my seat. The moment I did, the entire room straightened—world rulers, generals, even my own family.

They knew what it meant when I spoke.

"Enough," I said, my voice carrying across the hall.

I turned to Skylar first, meeting her gaze. There was no anger, no hostility—just understanding. She had ruled in my absence, played the game as only a Blackwood could. But this was not her fight.

Then, I looked at Classic. He had made a decision, one that showed both wisdom and hesitation. A test. But in this world, there was no room for uncertainty.

Finally, my gaze landed on Christiana.

The Dictator.

The room was still as I spoke.

"There will not be two."

A pause.

"Christiana Blackwood is the sole gatekeeper of the Blackwood Union."

The message was clear. Undeniable.

Christiana's smirk returned, this time full of certainty.

Skylar, to her credit, gave nothing away. But I knew her. She understood.

I glanced back at Classic, ensuring he understood as well. This was his era, but the foundations had already been set.

"Case closed,"I said simply. "Let's move forward."