I staggered back, almost too stunned to speak.
Almost.
“It’ll kill her,” I said, more to myself than to him.
“Yes. But not before she serves her purpose.”
A wave of revulsion surged through me, hot and acidic.
“Purpose? What purpose?”
The advisor’s grin was venomous. “To replace you,” he said in a voice that was oily with satisfaction. “To create an heir that Lucian can mold from the beginning. Someone more powerful thananyof you.”
My grip on the dagger tightened. “An heir,” I said, incredulous.
The repulsive man’s eyes glinted with a greedy light. “You didn’t think it would end with her death, did you? You’ll be obsolete before that even happens.”
The knife in my hand trembled.
I wanted to sever his head from his shoulders.
I wanted to see this worm twitching at my feet.
But I had to know.
“You’relying,” I said through gritted teeth and I swallowed acid.
He shook his head. “You know I’m not.”
“You fucking liar,” I shouted.
I moved toward him, and the dagger pressed against his throat once more.
His mouth curled into something that might have been a sneer, but his black eyes were wild with fear.
“You can’t be surprised,” he said thinly. “You’re the most like him—you should appreciate this power more than anyone.”
I tightened my grip and blood welled up around the blade.
He gasped, his breath a gurgle of desperation, and I loosened my grip just enough to let him choke out his final words.
“You and Lucian... you have more in common than you think—”
I drew the blade across his throat in a swift motion and hot blood splattered over my hands.
He couldn’t be dead fast enough.
A wet gurgle burst from the man’s lips with a gout of dark blood and he slid down the tree trunk and collapsed in the dirt.
Black eyes sightless as his body twitched.
I looked down at the body and a wild rage surged through me.
What he’d said—what Lucian was planning… I spun away before I lost control and did something that would leave more than his blood on my hands.
It was supposed to be a threat, a warning.
I hadn’t considered what would happen if he’d escaped.