Chapter 62
- The night had been long, and Kael hadn’t slept a wink.
- He sat alone in the war chamber, maps unfurled across the long obsidian table, the flickering torches casting restless shadows across the walls. Dots of red ink marked out fortresses, guard towers, borders that no longer belonged to Chloe but to Aiden’s stolen rule.
- It was all he could think about—because thinking about strategy meant not thinking about her.