Kyren's POV
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"Sir..." Farrell walked into his war room where he was looking through plans against Arcadia with his Dukes.
The rogue king's war room was dimly lit with red lighting on the walls, and a metallic round table at the centre.
Standing at the other end of the table was Kyren and around the table were the seven Dukes of the dark lands. They all had solemn expressions... Well, all of them except Kyren, of course.
"Yes, Farrell?" Kyren raised an eyebrow, fixing his gaze on his commander when the black metallic door closed behind him. "Any news on Arcadia?"
Farrell scanned his gaze on the faces of the others before he walked closer, heading to Kyren's left side. He brought his mouth close to his ear and whispered.
"No, but I have some news on the Lunarian royal palace."
Kyren scoffed. "Those charms you placed in their Beta and Alpha Prince's rooms already help me enough to know what's happening, Farrell. You don't need—"
