Nolan POV
The aftermath of the attack was chaos.
Reports were still coming in, but the guard at my side said the same thing everyone else had, little damage, no loss of life on our end, thank the goddess. A few of the men who had been reported as lost during the chaos were now in critical condition at the hospital, but alive.
That should have eased my nerves. It didn’t.
Fear was spreading faster than fire. News of the attempted invasion had already leaked, and rumors were multiplying by the hour. Wild theories about who was responsible were everywhere, old enemies, rogue factions, even talk of a coup.
If I didn’t get control of the story soon, panic would eat us from the inside out. But before I could tell the people the truth, I had to figure out what the hell that truth was.
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