After leaving my father’s chamber, I thought we would return to Kael. My mind was already drifting toward the thought of holding him, smelling his soft baby scent, and pretending—just for a moment—that the world was peaceful.But Veldrin didn’t teleport.He stopped at the end of the hallway, shoulders squared, gaze fixed ahead. His expression was calm, controlled, but his eyes burned with the kind of cold anger that warned me something was wrong.“Rissa,” he said quietly, “there’s something you need to handle.”My heart stuttered. “Something?” I echoed, confused.His fingers brushed mine, warm and steady, as if grounding me.“Yes. Something only you can do.”A chill rolled through me. “What is it?”He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he turned toward me slowly, cupping my waist with familiar confidence.“I need you to punish someone.”'Punish...' The word surprised me. My frown deepened. “Punish who?”Still, no answer.Just a soft exhale and a small, unreadable smile.“Come. You’
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