Reagan left the hospital and went back to his castle. He had kept the council members and others waiting much longer than anyone could swallow. Not that he would have it any other way. If possible, Reagan would have them wait a lifetime.
Before anything else, Reagan made sure he got rid of her scent that lingered on his body by washing and changing into a fresh outfit. He wore skinny black jeans and a black-sleeved shirt paired with a grey tuxedo. All set, Reagan exited his bedroom and headed for the throne hall to determine his future.
The air was thick that one could cut through it when Reagan arrived at the hall. Their faces looked gall with many invisible daggers pointed at him. If possible, they would have him dead that instant.
Reagan’s lips curved up ever so slightly as he str
