Jacob Crescent could no longer keep his thoughts locked behind his teeth.
The words burst out of him with the same suddenness as steam escaping from a sealed kettle.
"My cousin said the exact same thing only a few days ago when we were discussing this matter," he said, his eyes bright with excitement as he looked from Kiara to the others. "You should meet him, Miss Kiara. I am certain the two of you would become good friends."
"Your cousin?"
Kiara repeated the words inwardly, and her thoughts shifted at once.
She remembered that King Caleb Crescent had a child.
Gideon Crescent.
Under ordinary circumstances, Kiara would have been curious to meet someone who viewed politics and economics through the same lens she did.
But the circumstances were anything but ordinary.
The throne was occupied by an impostor.
The real king was imprisoned somewhere, and Gideon's existence is nothing short of a thorn in the eyes of Edward Crescent.
