LOGIN(POV: Sabriel) I stood right in the center of the palace courtyard with a wooden training staff gripped tightly in my hands, and I barked out orders at the line of new recruits standing in front of me while putting them through grueling combat drills that tested their stamina, reflexes, and footwork, and I told the tall rookie on the left that his guard was completely wide open and if a real opponent attacked him with a sword he would already be missing an arm, and the poor kid scrambled to lift his shield higher while stammering an apology, and I told him apologies do not stop enemy blades on the battlefield, so he needed to drop and give me twenty push-ups right now to teach his muscles to react faster, and the rest of the recruits watched in terrified silence as the kid hit the dirt and started counting his push-ups in a shaky voice, and I turned my attention back to the rest of the line and told them that if they thought this morning drill was tough, they were going to regret sig
(POV: Alexander) I stood straight and tall at the front of the main courtyard while the assembled rows of palace guards stood at attention in their polished silver armor, and I cleared my throat before delivering my very first formal address as the newly appointed commander of the palace guard, and I told every single man and woman standing in those ranks that our primary duty from this day forward was to protect the capital walls and ensure that no cult or traitor ever breached our defenses again, and James stood near the back row with his arms crossed over his chest, and he nodded approvingly and gave me a quick thumbs-up while the rest of the guards shouted their agreement in unison, and I looked over toward the stone steps where Mae was standing with a stack of updated security ledgers tucked securely under her arm, and she caught my eye and flashed a proud, bright smile that made all the lingering stress from last night's battle vanish entirely from my mind, and I finished my sp
(POV: Zareth) I walked down the quiet hallway toward the safe quarters where my mother Selene was staying, and I knocked gently on the wooden door before pushing it open, and I saw her sitting at the table by the window with a cup of tea in her hands, and she looked up immediately as I stepped into the room and broke into a wide smile of relief because she had been waiting for news all morning, and she stood up quickly from her chair and walked over to me with open arms, and she pulled me into a tight embrace right away, and she asked if I was hurt and if the shadow beast had touched me during the battle. "I am fine, Mother, I promise you I am not hurt at all," I assured her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders and hugging her back tightly, and I let out a soft breath as the last bit of tension left my body, "Kaelor and Alexander and the rest of the team made sure everyone stayed protected, and we managed to bring down the entity before it could reach the city gates." "Sit dow
(POV: Kaelor) I sat at my desk in the royal study, reviewing the final tribunal reports on Vane and his co-conspirators while the morning sun streamed through the tall windows, and I rubbed my tired eyes with my thumb and forefinger because I had been reading the same page over and over for the last ten minutes without actually absorbing any of the words written on the paper, and the silence in the room felt strange after weeks of constant shouting, fighting, and running across the capital. "You are going to burn a hole straight through that paper if you keep staring at it with that frown on your face," Zareth's voice broke through the quiet of the study, and I looked up to see her walking through the open double doors while carrying two cups of hot tea in her hands, and she wore a simple tunic and trousers instead of her usual travel gear, making her look more relaxed than I had seen her in months. "I am just trying to make sure the tribunal prosecutor has all the names of the und
(POV: James) I oversaw the transport of the captured cultists back to the capital dungeons as the first faint rays of dawn began to peek over the eastern wall, and I watched closely while the last of the prisoners was shoved inside the lower cells, and I made sure the guards locked the iron doors securely behind them before sliding the massive metal bolts into place, and Marcus walked over to me with a ring of keys dangling from his finger and asked if we needed to post an extra guard outside Vane's cell for the rest of the morning. "We need two guards posted outside Vane's cell around the clock, Marcus, because I do not want any more surprises or escape attempts before the tribunal starts its hearing later today," I said, handing the clipboard back to the head warden and wiping the sweat from my brow with the back of my hand, and Marcus nodded while signaling two of the palace sentries to take their positions by the stairs. "Is everyone accounted for, or did any of the lower culti
(POV: Sabriel) I moved through the rows of wounded guards sitting on wooden benches inside the makeshift medical tent outside the palace gates, tending to their cuts and wrapping clean gauze around their arms while my own left shoulder thched from the constant exertion of the battle, and I poured fresh water from a tin pitcher into a small metal cup for a young guard whose arm was splinted with two flat boards, and I told him to drink slowly so he did not choke while the medic finished checking his ribs. "How is your shoulder holding up after all that climbing and shooting on the upper tiers, Sabriel?" the guard asked, taking the cup with a shaking hand and looking up at me with gratitude in his tired eyes, "because you were running around up there like you did not even have torn stitches." "My shoulder is fine, and I do not need anyone worrying about me when there are men bleeding all over these benches," I answered briskly, though I winced slightly as I reached up to grab another







