Chapter 506 – Legality and Legacy
The coffee was getting cold.
Didn't matter.
He sat there a while longer, letting the background noise fade. Letting the calculations sharpen in his mind.
He'd need to reroute security. Maybe activate a dormant AI sector to monitor relic disturbances. Bribe a few old curse-smiths to analyze the barrier's threads. Ask Sira. See if the Pride sector had any archive records on Seredor's personal bindings. Something.
Anything.
Because if Seredor protected Zoltarin from death, then Lux needed to find out what Seredor couldn't protect him from.
Everyone had a price. Even ghosts.
"I need to sue my grandfather…" he muttered coldly.
Did he dare to do it?
Yes.
But the problem was—it was pointless.
He was the only young Vaelthorn left. Eventually, everything would fall into his hands. The family name. The holdings. The throne, if it came to that.
So suing Seredor?
It wouldn't fix anything.
It wouldn't stop the barrier.
