Chapter 57

Eleanor made her way into the spacious open chamber, her eyes wide. The guards outside had admitted her on Brandon's order and she walked in, holding the knife she had grabbed like it was Anderson's throat.

"Anderson!" She yelled, her voice slightly breaking.

He sat up, his eyes immediately thinning. "This must be a bad day. Why is the wench coming here?"

"You killed King Javier."

He looked at her, then Brandon behind her, before he burst into a small snicker. "Seeing how King Conaan isn't here, you might just know the real story."

"How could you? How could you dream of doing that to father? Why did you not do it yourself? Because you are that big a coward? Because you knew you are not man enough for the things you want?"

"Do not dare come here and run your mouth because you have Conaan wrapped around your little finger. I have not reached the goal yet. I will have you disgraced, stripped. My daughter will be the one to occupy that position. I did not wi