Lucius sat at the table and pored over a map. His face was stern and serious, as he knew that he would have to destroy the group that was advancing fast toward the suburb. Hart’s power would increase as long as Lucius remained, and in ordinary circumstances, the crown would have been his already. He scoffed and thought about his father; the man who essentially caused all of these problems. His father knew of the unreasonable things that had happened to the young Lucius, and what had he done about it? Precisely nothing, he had intentionally ignored those problems and thus allowed them to fester away and become life-threatening.