Soon, Arceus Silver arrived alongside Lucian Storm and the Third Prince, Kaelan Phoenix.
Prince Kaelan and Prince Darius exchanged a long glance.
Unspoken rivalry shimmered between them.
Lucian leaned toward Arceus and whispered, "Are you ready, Ark? Remember that no matter what… You can't accept blame onto yourself."
Arceus's expression flickered momentarily before he masked it and entered the defenders' tent without responding.
Kaelan stepped inside and nodded toward Magnus.
"Brother Magnus... Unexpected to stand on the same side."
"Coincidence," Magnus replied calmly. "You oppose Brother Darius. I support Arceus and Kiara."
Prince Kaelan's smile did not reach his eyes.
He turned to Kiara. "You are Kiara, correct? Let us cooperate for now, Miss."
Kiara nodded once.
She did not resent this guy who replaced her and was living her life. Kaelan's own existence had been manipulated by palace politics. Fate had not asked his consent either.
