Chapter 93

Syria’s POV

Kael and the others were getting ready to launch the attack on my uncle’s tribe when I stepped out.

Violet left, but she said she would come back.

I remained there briefly, observing as Kael talked to one of the commanders.

I moved in closer.

“Kael,” I whispered gently, attempting not to disrupt the tension surrounding us.

“Where should I be positioned? I want to be with you. I don’t want us to be separated when the attack begins.”

He turned to me, his eyes locking onto mine, serious and a little hesitant.

“Syria… I don’t know. I can’t let you join.”

"What did you say?" I blinked.

“But we already talked about this. We agreed I’d fight. I have to end this grudge myself. I’ve lived with this for years. What my uncle did to me, to my family! I can’t sit this out. I need to face him!”

Kael looked troubled, as if he wished to agree but found himself unable to.

“I’m worried,” he admitted.

“Your body is still in the process of healing. You might feel powerful at the moment, yet