Aeris’s pov
I couldn’t sleep the entire night after the grim news of our regiments vanishing from the northern territory. The shadows of doubt crept in, whispering insidious questions. Were those rumors about the Iron Widow true? I couldn’t shake the feeling that something sinister lurked just beyond the edges of our realm. Ever since I had been thrust into this world of magic and treachery, the impossible had become all too real.
As I sat across from Caspian in the dimly lit study, the flickering candlelight danced on the walls, casting eerie shadows that mirrored the turmoil in my mind. “I knew something was off, even Matilda sensed it,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper, the weight of my concerns pressing heavily on my chest.
“Whoever she is, she doesn’t stand a chance against
