Capítulo 92: Banquet Of Snakes.

The grand banquet hall glittered under the shine of chandeliers strung with crystal and polished like stars captured in glass, while noblemen and women filled the floor, their silks and velvets whispering of wealth, secrets, and deadly ambition.

The scent of rare wines and spices hung around, mingling with laughter a bit too sharp and smiles a tad too wide. Tonight, the court of Valeria had gathered to welcome home the forgotten prince.

Aric stepped inside, his figure dark against the lavish light, cutting through the decadence with a presence that silenced the room in a heartbeat.

His expression was blank, eyes cold as tempered steel, and at his side stood Serina—a shadow of loyalty, her gaze sharp and wary as she matched his every step.

This was a hall of lions dressed as lambs, predators dressed in embroidery and jewels. But here was Aric, the man who knew war and death, resurrected by his own resilience.