An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

As Ambrose entered the grand hall, the unfolding scene left him utterly stunned.

Rufus, the Prince of West Lucozia, stood imposingly with hands behind his back, an air of displeasure evident on his face. The princess consort, who stood by his side, wore a stern expression.

Albert, the Executioner, maintained a facade of respect, yet his eyes hinted at a concealed threat.

Jaxon, the captain of the royal guards, positioned his hand on the hilt of his blade, subtly indicating preparedness to draw his weapon.

The most surprising sight was Reuben, kneeling on the ground, wearing a panicked expression and bowing repeatedly-a clear portrayal of impending doom.

fully grasping the situation. Typically, Rufus would allow him to

summoned you in the middle of the night?” Rufus

do not, Your Highness. Please enlighten me,” Ambrose

from his desk and tossed it at Ambrose’s feet. As Ambrose reviewed

to tarnish my

eyes. He knew this wouldn’t work from his own experience.

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Highness, though my son may be wayward, he would never commit such atrocities, let alone form

whether there’s a misunderstanding.” Rufus redirected his gaze, glancing

Linden, in this situation, deceit won’t avail you. Confess, and perhaps His Highness may show mercy,” Reuben suggested

“Though I may not be the most talented, I’ve always been honest. I won’t let you besmirch

this was clearly Reuben’s attempt to drag him down. In