SERAPHINA POV
'If I offered a little help, would you let me, Sera? Not as a representative of the Crown. As Cyran, your old friend'
The message was still on my phone, unanswered. I had been ignoring it for days.
Not only because I'd been busy, but also I wasn't ready to let anyone outside my family in yet.
Truthfully, I didn't want to involve anyone at all. I thought this would be a war between Vaeldric, Lysara, and me.
Unfortunately, things had already gone too far. There was no way back to how it started.
I stood there silently, reconsidering everything, calculating the losses my next steps might bring. Once again, I opened Cyran's messages.
Ah... Perhaps it was finally time to ask for help.
Before everything spiraled further out of control and caused even greater damage—not jus
