"Give me good news, Your Royal Highness," Mavros hissed impatiently, sending his shadow to meet with Cassius. His actual body, however, was currently savoring a leisurely breakfast. "What's the update on Vienna?"
He had to be patient just a little longer. Mavros was fully aware of the chaos Ares was trying to contain.
A crooked smile curled on his lips—soon, Alverton would crumble into ashes and blood. And he wouldn't even have to strain. All it took was moving his pawns into place.
He would leave behind a world where only he and Vienna existed.
This was the offering he was willing to make, just to have Vienna completely. Mavros would destroy the entire realm to claim her.
Vienna, love of my life…
While his shadow met with Cassius, the real Mavros remained tucked away in his personal quarters—hidden deep within the Clockwork Realm, a dimension unreachable by ordinary means.
