The battlefield was louder now, the sound of weapons and engines filling the air as soldiers lined up, ready to move out once again. Camilla's hands moved mechanically as she checked the vials of stabilizer serum, ensuring that every dose was prepared, every soldier was accounted for. The Citadel's med bay had transformed into a war room—chaotic and urgent. She moved with purpose, doing what she could to stabilize those in her care, but her mind kept drifting back to Aiden.
She could feel his presence even when he wasn't in the room, an unspoken force that tugged at her, pulling her in. She hadn't realized until now just how deeply connected they had become—how his struggles were becoming hers, his victories her own. The line between duty and personal attachment had blurred completely, an
