C4 Kael Anger

Kael POV:

Kael hurled his cup at the wall. Red wine splattered like blood, streaking the wall. His hand still shook from throwing it so hard.

"They said I can't be the king?" He yelled at his soldier Garrett. His long hair flew as he turned. "They choose my sister instead?"

Garrett stood calmly by the door.

"Yes. Prince, the council chose princess Lyra."

Kael threw another cup into the fire