Raygar's POV

The heavy oak doors of my throne room slammed shut behind me with a loud echo. I stood there for a moment, my hands clenched into fists at my sides, trying to process what had just happened upstairs.

"I will never forgive you for killing my mother."

The words hit me like a physical blow every time I replayed them in my mind. I have been called many things over the years, ruthless, brutal, merciless, and I wore those labels like armor. But murderer of innocent women? That cut ...