Chapter 203 War

• Sargis POV
• The soft scratch of my pen across the decree I’d been drafting with Lupercus standing at my side was the only sound in the room. The desk lamp glowed dimly over stacks of documents, its sterile light pooling across polished mahogany. My temples pulsed faintly from hours of signatures and revisions.
• A scream sharp enough to split the stillness apart carried through the palace walls, reverberating in my chest before my mind could register it. I froze with the pen hovering mid-stroke, ink bleeding into a black blot on the page.