*Dominic*

“What can you say about this, son?” I heard Mother ask in an expectant tone while Father remained silent on her side, his eyes lingering on Valeria for a while.

“This whole Luna thing—it’s off the table,” I said sharply.

Father gripped Mother’s shoulders as she opened her mouth to speak. I barely had a second to notice Valeria shrinking in her seat, her hands gripping a loose portion of her pants after what I’d said. “So long as I’m King ...