Seeing as the intruder knew his name, Lucien jolted slightly and took a step back, his grip on the scalpel tightening as his mind spun with sharp suspicion.
'Who is this bastard?' he thought, eyes narrowing. 'Is he an assassin sent by a rival? No... I doubt it. For some reason, he seems interested in this brat. But why? I can tell he's a dark mage, and if that's the case, then him having an interest in the prince would mean he wants to kill him as well.'
'But if that isn't the case...' Lucien's thoughts trailed off darkly, his gaze sharpening with cold calculation.
"Tell me something," Lucien finally said, voice low and venom-laced. "Who sent you here?"
