Hundred and sixteen

Yara's POV.

The morning sun gently filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the cozy cottage that had become our sanctuary. I held my baby close, his tiny hands grasping onto my finger as I soaked in the peacefulness of the moment. Little did I know that a letter, carried by fate's gentle breeze, would soon awaken a yearning within me, one that had long been dormant.

As I opened the envelope, a surge of excitement coursed through me. It was a letter from Amelia, the maid who had served the Summerstone family during my childhood. Her words held a precious gift, a piece of my past that I had yearned to reclaim. She revealed the location where my biological parents were buried, a place that held the remnants of my lineage.

With a heart filled with anticipation, I shared the news with Mauris, who embraced my desire to visit the gravesite. Together, we made our way to Oma's grand castle. The grandeur of the structure never failed to leave me in awe, a reminder of the desti