Stiles

Stiles decided to up his game. He could get what he had always wanted. Which was the throne. The king's speech had solidified his belief in himself. With the look of things, it seemed the king was about to die. That was very great news.

He visited Elder Magnus, since he was one of the strongest forces in the council. He knew others didn't like him no matter how much they pretended to and he didn't like them either.

When he became king, he was going to wipe all of them out lest they pose a resistance to his ascension.

As for the anonymous person, he was less concerned if the threat was against Alden. He needed no obstacle on his way.

"Your highness, to what do I owe this visit." Magnus greeted him.

"I want to become king very soon. I want every possible distraction to be eliminated." He said without mincing words.

Elder Magnus stared at him. He was the replica of his mother