Richard's round face flushed an even darker red at the insult. "My father's not a minor-"
"Shut up!" Leo silenced him with a terrifying yell that made the three other boys tremble. "He is what I say he is, you hear? Because I'm going to be a king from one of the most prestigious bloodlines on the continent and you're going to stay as a nobody! So shut your mouth and do as you're fucking told by your betters!"
No one said a word, no one dared so much as breathe in the room. Even the other lords, Leo's closest friends, were cowed by his temper. Violet felt a trickle of cold sweat slide down her back. All she could think of was Prince Johan's unexpected, ugly outburst during her first day at court.
Did all the men in the Devon royal line have such wild tempers?
