Chapter 260

260 The Call to War

Lucian

My father’s expression was carved in stone, the weight of his presence pressing against the air. It didn’t faze me, but I could see Mara struggling with it-her posture tight, her gaze fixed anywhere but on him.

“You need to calm down, Father,” I said, glancing toward where she sat on the couch. She looked

uncomfortable, bothered.

He drew in a few slow breaths, trying-failing-to let go of some of the heat in his temper. Seeing the strain

in his restraint, I offered him a way out.