The battle horn tore through the air once more, a thunderous blast that reverberated across the land and shook the earth beneath their feet. This time, it was impossible to ignore—the unmistakable signal of the Beast Kingdom's readiness to fight.
Rhaegar's narrowed amber eyes swept across the battlefield, his gaze relentless as it scoured every corner for any trace of Lorelai.
She had vanished before his very eyes, her absence clawing at him with an unbearable ache. His heart thundered against his ribs, its frantic rhythm urging him to move, to act, to do something. Yet no matter how hard he looked, no matter how desperate his search, she was nowhere to be found.
Daro, however, was growing impatient.
