Rain tapped gently against the tall windows like fingers drumming on glass, a soft rhythm in the background. Somewhere behind her, the fireplace cracked as it fed on its logs. The light danced on Benedict’s face, flickering shadows beneath his eyes, but his composure remained cold. Unity slowly low
The woods behind the capital were dead silent. too silent. Leaves crunched beneath their boots as Unity followed Zan down a jagged path, lit only by the weak beam of a single flashlight. Mist clung to the ground like smoke, curling around their legs. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled, its cr
The palace walls were soaked in gold. Not just the color, but the weight of it. Heavy curtains swept across towering windows, floor-length and lush like draped crowns. Velvet red, trimmed with braided black silk, glowed in the late afternoon light. Izora stood just beyond the entrance to the Royal
Claude turned to him sharply, eyes narrowed. “Stop acting like a child and focus,” he snapped. Otis’s grin dimmed, replaced with something more calculating. The trees around them swayed, their long shadows dancing under the flicker of distant firelight. Another low *boom* echoed in the distance, a
The woods at night carried a kind of silence that didn’t feel like peace, it felt like a trap waiting to close. The rustle of boots over dead leaves echoed between the gnarled trees, damp from the recent rain. Fog rolled low, curling like fingers between roots and rocks. In the dimness, the flicker
The gates creaked open with the groan of old iron. Izora flinched at the sound, her breath catching in her throat. A black car rolled to a stop before the grand courtyard, gravel crunching beneath its wheels. The moment it hissed to a halt, the back door opened and Kaiser stepped out in one fluid