Two years in Bloodstone Haven…
Adelaide
It had been two years since we fled to Bloodstone Haven, and in those years—everything had changed.
My days were filled with learning the ways to master the Veil and training my eyes with the help of Aelius, just like we had done when I was younger.
Bloodstone Haven had become our home, both mine and Alaric’s, who had adapted well—perhaps even quicker than expected. He no longer looked like the lost prince who had to give up his crown. He seemed like one of us, especially when he would hunt with the men or play with the children of blood like he had known them all his life.
Even now, as I watched him carrying one of the children over his shoulder, a smile tugged at my lips. She kicked and screamed in protest while the other children ran after hi
