"Don't dream that he'll save you..."
Upon hearing those words, Belfor's expression froze. His heart pounded as fear crept in.
He wanted to deny Nolan's words, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized they were true.
He had lived in the era before Ragan ascended the throne and witnessed firsthand how brutal the succession was.
The princes fought fiercely. Many noble families fell, though some managed to rise. Those who survived were the ones who chose Ragan in the struggle for the throne.
Of course, there were also those who chose neither side and managed to live on. However, everyone knew that those who remained neutral rarely had a chance to climb to the higher ranks of nobility.
Back then, Ragan was far less prominent than his brothers. Yet somehow, he rose up and eliminated all of his rivals.
Even those who were considered superior, with a nearly certain chance of victory, were utterly defeated by him. Most terrifying of all, he showed them no mercy.
