Prince Keith’s POV

I couldn't help but fist my hands in rage, the king knew what he was doing, he was intentionally provoking me to see what I am going to do, I am not going to give him the satisfaction he wants though, I have something far bigger, far better than getting angry about my parents remembrance.

I sat in my room trying to work but each time I held a file, my mind went back to everything he had said and I couldn't bring myself to work. A sudden knock on the door jolted me from ...