Chapter 112 A Mistake
- Third Person Point Of View
- Alpha Gideon sat behind the grand obsidian desk, its surface littered with scrolls and papers demanding his signature, trial reports, supply routes, border conflicts, but his hands didn’t move. They remained clenched, knuckles whitening, veins bulging. His storm-colored eyes stared blankly at the flickering candlelight, unseeing.
- It had been nineteen hours since Grace vanished.