Leah stepped into the study, her eyes immediately drawn to the sheer grandeur of the space. The room was enormous, its walls lined with towering shelves filled with books and maps, the kind that whispered stories of battles fought and territories won. The decor blended modernity with the unmistakable touch of royalty.
Her heart raced as her eyes scanned the room, landing on him. Sath sat behind the desk, his posture relaxed but commanding. He was dressed simply in a soft grey t-shirt, but the casual attire did nothing to diminish his presence. His confidence was palpable, radiating from him like an aura that filled the room.
Leah couldn’t help but compare the Sath she once knew to the man before her now. The charm, the ability to blend into the background when he chose, was gone. In its
