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When the ritual hall was finally cleared, the bodies were taken away for a mass grave, and the injured were treated. Zykos was treated too, though Elder Faustino stayed right beside him to make sure he could not cause trouble.After that, Liliana and her family left Osteen with the Winterchase and traveled to Crimson City, the capital of Redborne territory.That evening, they entered a high-end restaurant to have dinner and talk about their next move.Once they sat down, Liliana took the seat beside Clementine. She looked at him for a second, then started laughing before she could even speak.“What?” Clementine asked, raising one brow.“The plan was for you to act scared. Terrified, even. But you did the opposite,” Liliana said through her laughter.The others quickly looked away, not wanting to be caught under Clementine’s glare.“The Winterchase are known to be scholars,” Clementine said. “It would ruin our image if the heir acted like a frightened girl

Josiah Furtooth stood at the edge of the ruined city, facing Neval with a stiff-backed courage that barely held together under the weight of everything he had seen.The smoke still hung in the air. Ash drifted over broken streets. Behind him, the surviving pack members waited in tense silence, watching to see whether their alpha could do the impossible and stop the invasion before it claimed what little was left of Osteen.Josiah took a careful breath. “This does not need to become any worse than it already has.”Neval looked at him without flinching, his expression cold and controlled. “It already has become what it needed to be. Osteen is a Rogue settlement now.”Josiah’s jaw tightened. “You cannot just declare that after burning half the city.”“We can,” Neval said flatly. “And we have.”The answer made the air feel heavier.Josiah tried again, keeping his voice level even as his pulse thundered in his ears. “There are civilians here. Families. Survivo

Liliana walked down the stairs with Clementine just behind her, each step carrying an effortless, ethereal grace. Her lunar mark glowed softly, then brighter, the pale light catching against her skin like moonlight given form.The messenger froze the moment he saw her.His eyes widened with unmistakable awe, and before anyone could speak, he dropped down once more, bowing so deeply that his forehead nearly touched the floor.“I...I have only heard of the child blessed by the moon goddess,” he stammered, his voice trembling with reverence. “To see you here… this close… it is undeniable. You stand before me with such divine authority.”Liliana paused at the bottom of the stairs, looking down at him with calm, almost solemn composure.Then she offered him a gentle smile.“Rise,” she said quietly. “You do not need to bow so low.”The messenger hesitated, but the emotion in his face was immediate. Hope, awe, and relief seemed to rise all at once, as if he had

Liliana was already in Redridge when Neval and the others returned.She stood waiting with calm authority, her expression firm rather than cold as she took in the state of the returning warriors. The healers had already been put on standby, and the moment the wounded arrived, they moved in to tend to them at once.Shaina helped without hesitation, soothing those in the worst pain while the healers closed wounds and applied ointments. Those with broken bones were treated first, given painkillers to ease the worst of the suffering before potions were administered to hasten their natural regeneration.Liliana’s fist tightened at her side.She did not want any of them hurt. But she understood what this had required. For the plan to work, for the story to hold, sacrifices had to be made. It was a burden she carried in silence, even when it gnawed at her.Neval and Giorge noticed the conflict in her expression and knelt before her.“Master,” Neval said, l

Liliana waited in the healing ward until the injured shadow guard finally stirred.His eyes fluttered open, and the moment he recognized her, he tried to push himself up onto one knee.“Don’t,” Liliana said sharply, stepping forward. “Stay where you are.”The man hesitated, then obeyed, sinking back against the pillow.Shaina happened to enter the ward at that moment, and without a word she moved to his side, gently helping him settle more comfortably.“Rest,” Shaina said softly. “You’re safe here.”Liliana waited until his breathing steadied before she spoke again.“Report,” she said. “What happened?”The guard swallowed, his voice rough. “I was entering the chamber where Hibiscus was locked. Xazam was there. He’s now stationed as a servant delivering food for the berserked Hibiscus. I remained hidden while following him… to ensure his safety.”He paused, wincing as pain flared through his side.Liliana’s gaze sharpened. “Go on.”“But Hib