Chapter 363

“No,” Zedekiel replied, his tone suddenly hard as steel. He turned to face his father. “For eight years, eight years full years, they were together. And in that time, Eron stopped every disaster for the one he loves. He turned aside every single misfortune. No one—not even the demons—could guess the Dark Lord’s identity. They could have continued living peacefully and who knows? Maybe the Dark Lord would have lived and died as a normal human, never even knowing about his demonic side but someone just had to break the seal Eron placed upon him.”

He let his gaze slowly sweep the chamber. “Someone powerful. Perhaps even among us, wanted the Dark Lord revealed. Someone who wanted chaos.”

Gasps broke out like a wave through the hall. Murmurs rose, sharp and nervous, as suspicion spread from face to face. So someone ruined Eron’s relationship with the Dark Lord on purpose?

Zedekiel’s violet eyes, cold and unblinking, settled finally, on Dareth.

The moment Zedekiel’