"Open that cell now," he barked at the nearest guard, voice ragged with fury as he shook the cell roll with rage. "I will see my father this instant."
The guard blinked, uncertain. "My prince, we…"
"I said open it!" Ashen snapped again. The words snapped something inside him, a dangerous thread of power humming under his skin.
The guard mouth worked, but he glanced toward the doors and then, with a look none of them would forget, signaled the wardens. The cell unlocked with a reluctant clank.
Ashen shoved through the hinges and ran, knocking aside anyone who dared stand in his path.
He did not wait for permission, fine he might not be on good terms with his father but not at the point of death.
He had sent word to Aria to reveal the coup that Adam was forming, only for him to hear this
Now the palace itself thrummed with alarm, nobles and guards flooded toward the throne room, rumors igniting like tinder.
