Chapter 117

Drakoen looked at the child that was brought to him with a look of disdain in his eyes. The son of his enemy. Everything in him fought not to squash him under his feet and be done with him. No matter how he felt about him, he couldn’t do as he wished because he was important to his plans. He had him placed in a cage in the middle of the room. Not long ago, he was crying his head out. Drakoen just watched him without attempting to get him to stop. His cries sounded like music to his ears. Seeing that nobody was paying attention to him, Horace calmed down on his own.

Now he was mumbling and playing by himself. He couldn’t believe that he was supposed to be his next vessel. He was not enthusiastic about the idea, but it was all he had. He turned away from him. As long as he was with him, he now had the game in his control. He could have reached out to Mercedes as soon as Horace arrived, but he stayed quiet on purpose. He wanted to torture her and give he