Chapter 98

ALEXANDROS I am unsurprised to find Giorgios already in the library waiting for me. His request to meet was full of urgency, so much so that I stopped feasting on Ophelia to answer him. Whatever he needs to see me about must be of the utmost importance, given our father’s visit the other day and our subsequent agreement that we would limit our face-to-face interactions. I take a seat across from him and study his face. The lines of worry marring his expression make me wary. “What is it, brother?” His eyes dart nervously around the almost-empty library. “I believe I know where Lucian is.” I rear back, feeling like I have taken a hit to my solar plexus. Surely I misheard him. “Lucian?” He nods solemnly, his tongue darting out to moisten his top lip. I screw my eyes closed for a second, trying to fight off the barrage of questions that immediately plague me, or at least get them into some semblance of order. “Where is he?” “Europe. In the old country.” I am eager to find my son, but I kno