Xavier walked through the long hallway, still slightly dripping with water even as he had cleaned himself up with a towel earlier. The expression on his face was unreadable and he walked with his head held high and spine straight as if he owned the Kingdom.
As he passed, omegas started to tremble and it took so much for the guards on post not to flinch. To them, he wasn't just a powerful prince, he was a conniving God.
Unlike King Killian, who was always around in the palace, Prince Xavier was never…even as a child, as he hated royal affairs. He wasn't just cunning and manipulative to the people, he was a mysterious, deadly man. Only fools would dare cross him. He was similar to his brother in different ways but the one thing that distinguished him from King Killian was how he killed. Killian killed fast and only tortured at important times, but Xavier liked to make his victims suffer.
