Kyle's jaw clenched. "Yes. Because I know Evelina. I trust Evelina. And I know for a fact that she wouldn't do this."
Damian arched a brow. "And yet you're so sure that I would?"
Lucian leaned back, watching him. "But you believe Damian would?"
Kyle didn't waver as he answered both father and son. "Yes."
Damian's lips curled in frustration. "You're so quick to place the blame on me, but you refuse to consider that someone else could be pulling the strings?"
Kyle's violet eyes gleamed. "I don't have to consider it." He crossed his arms. "If it wasn't Evelina, then there's only one person who benefits from this mess."
Damian took a step forward, his voice dangerously low. "Careful with your accusations, Prince."
Kyle didn't back down. "Are they accusations? Or the truth?"
Lucian exhaled slowly, his gaze shifting between the two of them.
For the first time in a long time, the King didn't have an answer.
But one thing was clear.
