Chapter 229 The Burden Of Power

• Varek
• The quiet of the room echoed in my ears as I stood by the window, staring out into the night. The moon hung high, casting an eerie light over the land. It was a reflection of the chaos stirring inside me, the turmoil that I could no longer suppress.
• Control. That’s what it always came down to. My control—over myself, over my emotions, over my kingdom. It was slipping through my fingers like sand, no matter how tightly I tried to hold on. I clenched my fists, feeling the familiar tension building in my chest, the weight of the curse pressing down on me like a vice.