Isolde understood now. What Lucien wanted was never Severin's death. Destruction wasn't death—death was a luxury, and bastards like Severin didn't deserve luxury.
From the very beginning, Lucien wanted Severin to feel exactly what he felt the moment his sister, Renata, died at Severin's hands.
Lucien wanted Severin to understand loss. But Severin didn't give a damn about anything. He had nothing he loved, no one he cared for. He didn't love his mother, didn't give a shit about his father, and sure as hell didn't care about his siblings. How the fuck do you make someone like that feel loss?
Lucien tried to destroy Severin's dirty empire. He thought Severin would crack if he took it all down, piece by piece. But taking down Severin wasn't that fucking easy.
