I WILL RUIN HIM TO KEEP HIM.

Dante McGraw is a ghost in my halls. He is a fragile valet with downcast eyes and a soul too pure for this den of vipers. He thinks he is invisible. He is wrong. Ving and I have watched him from the shadows of the throne for far too long. We crave the tremor in his hands and the heat beneath his skin. The crown is a heavy burden, but his submission is the only weight I care to carry.