Cambrik walked through the gleaming halls of the Sher empire, her heels clicking softly against the polished floors, every inch of the building a testament to her family’s once-unshakeable power. It was surreal to be here, to see people at their desks, machines humming to life, the quiet rhythm of work beginning anew. But as she moved through the crowd, she realized these weren’t just employees—they were people who had been waiting, hoping for this moment, families who had suffered when the Sher empire had fallen.
She paused, taking in the faces around her, noticing the emotions flickering in their eyes—hope, relief, and, unexpectedly, tears. A man stepped forward, his face lined with years of hard work and, perhaps, hardship. He looked at her with an expression so raw that it caught her
