The Campbell Family's private skycopter sliced through the storm-lashed skies of Aurelian Prime, its engines howling like a banshee.
Inside the plush cabin, Kingston stared blankly at the sprawling city below, his mind racing yet empty.
His phone buzzed incessantly,calls from the board, security alerts, and frantic messages from his father.
But he ignored them all; there was only one thing on his mind.
As their estate came into view, a monstrous blend of Old Earth elegance and modern fortress, with gilded rooftops gleaming defiantly in the rain,Kingston felt a surge of urgency.
The moment the skycopter touched down on the private landing pad, he was already moving before the engines had fully powered down.
Servants scrambled out of his path as he stormed through the vaulted hallways, their eyes wide with fear.
They had never witnessed Julian Campbell,always composed and unflappable,like this.
