Matthias
The grand hall of the Verenta family was steeped in heavy silence. The golden light of the candles slid across the marble walls, and the soft clinking of knives and forks echoed through the lavish room. Matthias Verenta, twenty-eight years old and strikingly handsome—every woman would have died for him—the heir of the powerful Verenta family, sat at the table in his dark naval uniform, golden insignias gleaming on his chest. His dark hair was neatly combed back, and his cold gray eyes betrayed no emotion. At twenty-eight, he was the youngest captain in the royal fleet and one of the most feared officers of the empire—a man whose name terrified his enemies, and whom noblewomen at parties only dared to glance at secretly. Yet Matthias had never cared for any woman. His father, Duke Aldar Verenta, Prime Minister of the Empire, set his wine glass down on the table and fixed his piercing gaze on his son. “Matthias… don’t you think it’s time you got married?” Matthias continued cutting his
About Matthias
The grand hall of the Verenta family was steeped in heavy silence. The golden light of the candles slid across the marble walls, and the soft clinking of knives and forks echoed through the lavish room. Matthias Verenta, twenty-eight years old and strikingly handsome—every woman would have died for him—the heir of the powerful Verenta family, sa...Read more