Rashel had taken to paranoia. She had begun to watch and suspect everyone around her. She had started to become incapable of rest and seemed to have forgotten what it meant to be at peace with herself or her surroundings.
Since the day she received the message, her days were a blur of strategy meetings, security sweeps, and code audits, all while making sure Kael never felt the weight of the war she was fighting. Even though he was still too young to understand anything.
On most days, she now worked from home to keep an eye on him. On the days she went into the office, she brought him to Scepter’s private lounge, where Jethro had constructed a secure playroom for Kael and whoever was nursing him. The room had sensor alarms for weapons and cameras situated in every corner, making it look
