Kyren's POV
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"A black bird?" He frowned, walking toward the spot Elian and Lucian pointed after coming to him with a grave report.
The palace at night was almost dead silent, the golden spires catching the moonlight. Gigantic shadows covered the courtyard and beyond, making the air eerier than it already was.
"Yeah. Almost crimson." Lucian had that suspicious edge in his voice that the Rogue king had already seen coming.
The Alpha Prince flanked Kyren's left while Elian struggled to keep up with their walking pace at his right.
"Don't tell me you dragged me out here because you suspect it was me." Kyren sniggered, arching a brow when Lucian walked ahead.
His cousin—half cousin—stopped at a large empty spot with nothing but the tarred ground. "Here." Lucian pointed, craning his neck to stare at the palace. "This spot is just below my room's balcony. It's where Elian spotted the cloaked woman."
