Chapter 5569

“Ms. Dusko, do not twist facts,” Enaricus barked, forcing a scoff he hoped sounded confident. “For all we know, it was you who summoned them.”

His denial echoed thinly, already fraying at the edges.

Percival brushed imaginary dust from his velvet cuff. “Onneas, be sensible. Step aside. Let Enaricus inspect the palace in peace.”

The words, delivered with elegant cruelty, left Enaricus sweating beneath his collar-the prince’s casual betrayal had dragged him onto center stage.

“Interfere with our internal affairs, and you kindle war between our halls,” Onneas warned, every syllable edged with holy fire. She knew full well the prince had not journeyed here on a whim.

The grand elder advanced one measured pace. Power billowed from him—an invisible mountain that crushed air from lungs and courage from hearts. Celestial Guards behind Onneas bent at the knee, gasping beneath the unspoken threat.

“Little girl,” he growled, his words rimed with frost, “show respect while you still breathe. We will enter this palace today.