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KANE'S POV “Did he really say that?” Cameron asked. I stopped pacing around the room and gave him a stern look. He raised his hands in surrender. “I'm just curious to know. Because—” “Cameron,” I cut in, “Don't even bother to finish your statement,” I gritted under clenched teeth. Father was trying to destroy all I worked for. He wanted to make it look like I did absolutely nothing. “The King wants to sideline me. After my years of putting in all the hard work. Emrys did nothing other than attend to those foolish dialogue meetings,” He shrugged and shifted on his chair and didn't say a word. “So, what do you plan on doing now?” I paused to look at him. He was right, if I wanted to get the throne I needed to have a standby plan that would project me directly to the most revered sea