When The False King Wept

Synopsis

After the Celestial, Demonic War ended, my sister Rowena's husband returned alive and unscathed. Mine never came back. Word spread quickly, and everyone pitied me for my loss. But I knew the truth. The man who returned was not my sister's husband. He was my husband—Lucian Storm. Lucian and his brother, Adrian, were twins and nearly equal in strength, so no one sensed anything amiss. Lucian explained, "Seraphina, I did it for the greater good. Adrian was the crown prince of the Dragon Clan. If the clan learned that the heir had fallen in battle, it would tear us apart from within. And Rowena, she is so gentle and kind. She could never bear such a loss. I merely stood in for Adrian and watched over her for a time. When the dust settles, I will return to you." I believed every word. It was not until Lucian accused me of conspiring with the Demon Clan and had me torn apart piece by piece that the scales finally fell from my eyes. As I lay dying, I watched him hold Rowena close and understood—it had all been a carefully laid trap. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of the Dragon Clan's great victory, just as news arrived that my husband had fallen on the battlefield. Lucian stood beside Rowena in silence, one arm around her shoulders, while the clan cast me looks of sympathy. Without a second thought, I chose to remarry. Lucian believed that by impersonating the Dragon Crown Prince, he could claim glory and power for himself. What he did not know was that abandoning me meant losing the one and only chance to ascend the Dragon Throne and rule as supreme lord of the clan.