Chapter 50: Shadows in the Dark
The dim glow of the moon filtered through the curtains of Alexander's office, casting long, haunting shadows across the room. He sat behind his large mahogany desk, his fingers steepled, deep in thought. The weight of the impending battle loomed heavy in the air, but something else gnawed at him—a sense of dread he couldn't quite place.
He had felt it the moment Elara retreated to bed earlier, her exhaustion palpable. The energy in the house had shifted, almost imperceptibly, but it was there—like a silent scream waiting to erupt. He pushed the feeling aside, rationalizing it as the stress of everything that had transpired recently. After all, they were on the brink of war, and with the power Elara was learning to wield, uncertainty was inevitable.
Still, something felt off.
