Asher tried not to put his weight on his legs as he moved down the dark corridor. His hands shook with annoyance, his brows creased with fury. Part of him told him to go back — to not embark on this battle. To not give in to this temptation, while the other part of him, the stronger part prodded him on. Invalidated the consequences he could likely face if he was caught. If he got caught in the Agravarian Palace so late in the night without a purpose or concrete reason whatsoever, his reputation and dignity, what was left of it anyway — would be annihilated to dust.
But he didn't turn back. He had a reason — heck, he didn't need a reason to be there at any time of the day. The Palace would be his home in a few months. It would be his to manage, with Dominic by his side, so no one could que
