เข้าสู่ระบบAfter Yoren and Fabrizio’s departure, the atmosphere in the apartment slowly returned to something resembling order. It wasn’t entirely calm, though. Traces of chaos lingered in every corner: the smell of dust, signs of a struggle and lingering tension. Nevertheless, at least everything was now under control.
Garrison stood in the middle of the main corridor. He continued to scan his surroundings with a keen eye.
The territorial guard division had arrived. They moved
Yoren hated uncertainty—he had never liked it. He was accustomed to certainty, whether in decisions, commands or every step he took. The world always moved according to his will, or at the very least he knew how to force it into submission. But that day was different.Since morning, something had been bothering Yoren. He couldn’t pinpoint what it was—it wasn’t a clear threat nor an intuition he could trace to its source. It was simply a subtle yet constant unease within him, as if something was wrong and lurking just beyond his reach.Yoren tried to ignore that unease. He continued carrying out his usual activities.Everything proceeded as it should, yet the unease remained lodged in his mind. It stayed and gnawed at him from within, growing more pronounced as time passed.Time kept moving until Yoren finally understood the reason for it. By then, however, it was already too late, and the unease instantly turned into a surge of emo
After Yoren and Fabrizio’s departure, the atmosphere in the apartment slowly returned to something resembling order. It wasn’t entirely calm, though. Traces of chaos lingered in every corner: the smell of dust, signs of a struggle and lingering tension. Nevertheless, at least everything was now under control.Garrison stood in the middle of the main corridor. He continued to scan his surroundings with a keen eye.The territorial guard division had arrived. They moved quickly and efficiently, making no unnecessary noise or movements. Everyone already knew their respective roles.Some members of the Territorial Guard were assigned to handle the rogues. They transported the rogues to the guard headquarters.The Territorial Guard Division was also responsible for documenting the site—every corner, every trace, and any signs that might be overlooked by the untrained eye—and for controlling the apartment residents.Doors were knoc
Eirene was walking more slowly than when she had been pulled out of Sabrina’s apartment. It wasn’t that she was tired; her mind simply hadn’t fully caught up with everything that had happened.A female servant walked ahead of her without ever really looking back. Her steps were steady, as if she already knew exactly where she was taking Eirene.Eirene watched the servant's back. She observed her closely, from her walk to her posture. In Eirene’s eyes, the servant showed no trace of hesitation whatsoever.A familiar feeling surfaced, reminding Eirene of Kyla. She was certain that the servant was just like Kyla—not just an ordinary servant. However, she said nothing. She was too exhausted to question anything right then—or perhaps she had simply become pessimistic, knowing that she wouldn't get any answers anyway. In the end, she simply followed Yoren's instructions.They stopped in front of a room. The servant opened the
The gates of the Aurelion Residence stood firm in the nighttime stillness. The garden lights glowed dimly, providing just enough illumination for the entrance path without drawing excessive attention. From a distance, the main building appeared calm—too calm for a place that had just been mentioned in an emergency report.The car carrying Hera stopped right in front of the inner gate. She stepped out without waiting for the door to be opened. Her feet touched the stone ground with steady resolve. Her eyes moved swiftly, scanning the surroundings in a single, trained sweep.The elite guard team remained at their respective positions. None of them moved or seemed careless, even though it was clear that nothing inside the residence had required protection over the past few days.Although the situation at Aurelion Residence seemed controlled and secure, Hera did not take that as a guarantee. She had to make sure of it herself.One of the elite members n
The corridor of the guard headquarters was not entirely quiet that night. Bright white lights on the ceiling cast the shadows of hurried footsteps across the cold floor. Several guards could be seen moving about—some carrying equipment, while others received instructions through their earpieces.Garrison walked with firm, quick and measured steps, though not rushed. His expression was calm as usual, but his sharp gaze signalled that the situation could not be taken lightly. He kept walking even when someone emerged from another corridor.Hera Vance, the deputy commander of the Guard, approached Garrison. “Commander,” she called briefly. “Everything is ready.”Garrison did not stop walking, but turned his head slightly. “There was another unexpected attack involving rogues. Despite conducting patrols all this time, we were caught off guard,” he said irritably. “Beta just contacted me. We're moving now.”
Eirene was sitting on the edge of the bed, but her body didn’t feel fully present. Everything still felt blurred to her. It wasn’t that she was unaware—quite the opposite, in fact. She was acutely aware of what had just happened outside: the sounds of impact, the terrifying fight and the bodies falling one by one.Her hands were still trembling slightly. She tried to steady them by clasping her own fingers together, but the tremor remained—subtle, yet impossible to ignore.On the other side of the room, Sabrina paced back and forth restlessly. She simply couldn’t sit still.Chloe, on the other hand, was sitting in a chair with her back against the backrest, but her shoulders were tense.None of them were truly calm—it was impossible. Their lives had almost ended just minutes ago.“Eirene.” Sabrina’s voice broke the silence a moment later. She stopped pacing and looked at Eirene, her expression h
The television in the living room had been on for an hour, but Eirene had stopped paying much attention to it fifteen minutes ago. She was sprawled lazily on the long sofa, with her back against the cushioned backrest, one leg folded and the other dangling towards the floor.On the screen, the host
The car sped forward, leaving the gates of Velmoar Palace behind at a steady pace. The tall courtyard lamps receded into the distance, fading into a muted yellow glow that was gradually swallowed by the thin night mist. Cold air slipped through the ventilation vents, carrying the lingering scents o
Paige knew even before she had heard a single whisper. The stares felt real; those small glances from the corners of people's eyes could not simply be ignored. Heads leaned towards one another, followed by faint smiles that were quickly concealed whenever she turned to look. The guests' behaviour m
Yoren was well aware that his birthday celebration was about more than just having a good time. The invited guests had not come merely to offer congratulations or well-wishes; they had hidden agendas. He was not careless; he had been observing the room long before Lysander Abercrombie stepped tow







