Helio’s POV
The moment the throne room doors opened and the Topraks paraded in, I snapped to attention, my eyes seeking out the man who would either marry or reject Cindra. Standing at attention next to my father, I watched each of them climb from their carriages, a forced smile plastered on my face. Where was he? Prince Knox? That bastard.
By my count, the whole family had come from King Seb down to their youngest daughter. He was here somewhere, lost in the crowd.
Queen Meadow’s gaze was firm and a bit distant, though her green eyes glinted like jewels. King Seb, a mountain of a man who stood a full head taller than me and my father and at least twice as broad, nodded to us before coming over to greet my father and me.
Then I saw him.
Knox took after his father in every way, from hi
