Chapitre 35: Betrayal

Prince Kaelix stormed through the palace halls, his boots pounding against the marble floors with each furious step. His mind was a whirlwind of anger and confusion, a volatile mix that threatened to erupt at any moment. The events at the training ground played on a loop in his head, each memory stoking the fire that burned in his chest.

How could someone be so shameless, so infuriatingly smug? Kaelix clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white as he thought of the Valeidio prince.

That delicate, infuriating man had turned what was supposed to be a simple training session into a spectacle. He'd refused to spar, refused to take anything seriously, and yet somehow managed to leave an impression that Kaelix couldn't shake. The memory of Eirik's unveiled face flashed before his eyes, causing him to grit his teeth in frustration.