The best way to end all this?
End it quickly.
Parker stood still for a moment, jaw tight, eyes half-lidded like a man already counting the next ten steps ahead. He wasn't exactly thrilled at the idea of spending the entire night surrounded by attendants, servants, and all the pretentious tradition that came with his new position.
It wasn't boredom—he wasn't that arrogant. He knew damn well what tonight meant.
But he still wanted it over with.
Because tomorrow? Tomorrow was war of it's own.
This wasn't just pomp and royal fanfare. This was the formal caging of power—his power. Tonight would seat him above kings, crown him not just by title, but by absolute dominion.
Powerhouses of the Eternal Tier, even Transcendent Tier, would bow beneath him by midnight.
And more than that…
