The dim torchlight flickered across the stone walls of the castle's main hall, casting long shadows that seemed to shift with unease. Kade walked briskly, his mind churning with the implications of Lyara's arrival. The commanders had done their part to monitor her, but questions lingered in the air like a thick fog. Was her defection genuine, or was this another scheme orchestrated by Verath?
"Can't I get a single day without new mysteries?"
he muttered to himself, the sound of his boots echoing against the cold floor.
The war chamber loomed ahead, the massive doors slightly ajar. Kade pushed them open to find Vask and Elvara already inside, their postures stiff and serious. A map sprawled across the table, adorned with markers indicating recent movements from enemy forces.
'You're early,'
Kade said, stepping inside.
Vask inclined his head slightly.
'A habit, my lord. The situation demands vigilance.'
