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(POV: Alexander) I supervised the complete reinforcement of the capital perimeter walls, watching hundreds of guards haul iron beams and barricades into position around the clock, and the exhaustion in my bones felt heavy, but I refused to take a break while the threat of the ancient curse hung over the kingdom, and Mae walked over to my station carrying a cup of water and asked if I had slept at all since Kaelor and Zareth rode out toward the shadow woods, and I took the cup from her hand and thanked her, telling her that sleep could wait until the walls were fully secured against whatever dark magic was brewing in the valley, and Mae sighed and told me that pushing myself past the limit wasn't going to help anyone if I collapsed from exhaustion right when the guards needed orders, and I smiled weakly and promised her I would take a short break as soon as the final gate reinforcement was bolted down, and a rookie guard sprinted over to us in a panic and reported that the southern wa

(POV: Sabriel) I led my elite squad of frontline fighters into the freezing courtyard, swinging my twin daggers through the swirling mist to decapitate a snarling shadow beast lunging from the frozen shadows, and my hands felt completely numb from the supernatural cold, but my combat instincts kept me moving faster than the monsters charging out of the fog, and James fought right beside me wielding his club with brutal force while shouting questions about whether my bandaged leg was holding up against the ice, and I told him to stop worrying about my leg and focus on the creatures trying to rip our heads off, and James laughed and crushed a shadow beast's skull with a single swing, and a rookie guard ran over to our position and asked if the eastern gate was going to hold against the second wave of monsters, and I told him to reinforce the barricade with iron braces right now before the creatures broke through the wood, and a main event happened right then when the courtyard gates ga

(POV: Kaelor) I burst out of the palace throne room engulfed in a blazing aura of golden alpha fire that melted the frost accumulating on my armor instantly, and I charged across the courtyard like a freight train, slamming my fists into the remaining shadow beasts and turning them into piles of glowing ash with every single strike, and Alexander shouted over the roar of the wind from the steps of the grand hall, asking if Zareth and I managed to destroy the ritual altar out in the shadow woods, and I yelled back that the altar was completely smashed to pieces, but the master sorcerer responsible for the curse had managed to escape back to the capital to finish the ritual from the walls, and James jogged over with Sabriel leaning on his arm, and James asked if I needed any help taking down the sorcerer before he summoned another wave of monsters, and I told them to secure the courtyard doors and let me handle the bastard on the ramparts, and a main event happened right then when I co

(POV: Alexander) I walked through the muddy courtyard inspecting the damage caused by the cursed blizzard, tallying up the broken gates and minor structural repairs needed across the palace grounds, and a couple of guards were already hauling away the last pieces of splintered wood from the barricades while chatting about the upcoming evening feast, and I stopped by the main gate to check the stability of the new stone pillars we put in place last week, and James walked over with a cup of coffee in his hand and asked if I needed any help writing up the final damage report for Kaelor, and I took the cup from him and thanked him, telling him that the structural repairs were going to take at least three days of steady labor, but the important thing was that not a single civilian life was lost during the entire attack, proving that our reinforced defenses actually worked when it mattered most, and James smiled and said that Kaelor and Zareth destroying the ritual altar in the shadow wood

(POV: Sabriel) I sat at my desk staring at a massive stack of wedding caterer invoices and guest seating charts, rubbing my temples in pure frustration while trying to figure out how to seat the pack elders without causing a royal brawl, and the papers were scattered everywhere across the room while I tried to balance the budget for the upcoming ceremony, and James walked into the room carrying a tray of roasted meat and fresh bread, setting it down right on top of the messy paperwork with a bright smile on his face, and he asked me if I wanted to take a break from staring at numbers to eat some lunch, and I glared up at him and told him that putting food on top of the seating charts was a very good way to get his dinner privileges revoked for a month, and James chuckled and pulled up a chair beside me, telling me that stressing over where the council elders sat was going to give me grey hair before we even walked down the aisle, and I let out an annoyed sigh and told him that if I p