~Maxwell~

I threw the wine goblet that I was holding on the wall as I watched the red wine spilling on the floor. I clenched my fist hard till my knuckles turned white as I was trying to hold my anger. My best men. The best trained in tactics and combat all died like cowards.

Lucian will pay for this, he would pay with everything that he holds dear.

"I'm going to war," I snarled, slamming my fist on the wooden table. The sound echoed through my chambers like thunder. "I'll gather every ...