Sebastian
With the battle behind us, one matter remains unresolved. This isn’t something I can delegate or let lie.
I motion for a few guards to follow me, my expression grim as I hold the photograph in my hand. Each step feels heavier, each breath laden with the weight of what I know I’m about to confront.
“Why do you look like you’re ready to set the place on fire?” Dolton’s voice breaks through my thoughts. He’s standing nearby, his sharp eyes watching me closely.
I glance at him and hand him the photograph. “Because I am,” I reply, my voice low, controlled. “In this kingdom, families grieve differently. Some hold large gatherings to honor the deceased, others mourn privately. Both are valid, but this…” I gesture to the image. “This proves he never died.”
Dolton studies the photo,
