Chapter 170 - The Road to Admiral

The carriage rocked steadily as it continued down the worn path, inching ever closer to the city of Admiral. The quiet rhythm of the wheels turning against the ground blended with the soft sounds of nature, giving the ride a strange sense of calm. Luke sat at the front, his eyes fixed on the horizon, but his thoughts drifted back to everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours. The tension of the attack, the weight of Ilyrana's past, and the dark elves—they all sat heavily in his mind. Rhys sat beside him, guiding the tigers, the mood between them muted, almost solemn. It seemed none of them could truly shake the lingering unease from the night before.