“I will take down my father and I will rule alongside the other Heirs. The Vegas will not sit on the throne.” I fell quiet, seeing the blazing determination in his eyes, the stubbornness that was never going to fade. “Rule with them,” I begged, but he shook his head. “No,” he hissed. “And the other Heirs will never stand for that either. We might be friends with the Vegas, Lance, but when it comes to the throne, we will fight them to claim it.”
