Tension sparked in the air, and silence fell on everyone as the weight of Elias's words settled on them all. Prince Rowan's gaze lingered on the man in his arms, then his hands slowly caressed his belly. He had envisioned a life of happiness with his consort—a happy family and peace—but here they were. Peace had long eluded them, and now nothing was left but taunting memories and hurtful words.
He gently kissed his forehead, then placed Elias on the bed comfortably.
As he walked out, Blake and Mason followed, while Kim and Sonia stayed back. Rowan walked to his quarters, his steps fast and heavy. As the door slammed behind him, away from too many eyes, only then did he allow the emotions choking him to surface.
His hands clenched on both sides, his eyes narrowed, and he screamed out his frustration.
From behind, Blake and Mason watched—but none dared interfere.
