C212 AN INVITATION WRITTEN IN BLOOD

The announcement did not echo.

It detonated.

From the Blood-Fed Kingdom to the remotest mortal villages, the declaration spread like a living thing—whispered in darkness, written into fear, carried by those who knew exactly what it meant.

The Blood King was stepping down.

And nothing survived unaffected when a throne was left empty.

Damon did not waste time on disbelief