~{HENDRICK'S POV}~
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"Please, King Peter, speak with your father so he can change his mind. You are the only one who shows him sense and he listens." I half-pleaded with Peter.
I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared of Chadwick, after all, I could vividly recall how he had nearly taken my life by supernaturally appearing and disappearing from my kingdom that night.
Killing my father brought him a lot of fame and soon, he was the most feared lord because that was the same way all the other Kings met their untimely death.
Peter had a steady gaze on me like he was thinking on what to do but at the same time, it felt like he wasn't thinking but simply observing.
And it was at that moment the doors pushed open and I frowned in confusion because who would dare walk in here without an announcement.
Yet, my eyes widened when I found Chadwick walk back into the room with a different attire and appearance entirely.
