The palace of Aurelion Kingdom was quiet for the first time in weeks. Soldiers patrolled the walls with renewed vigilance, and repairs were underway after the devastating siege. The golden sunlight fell over the courtyard, catching on the newly polished banners of the royal family. Aria sat in her chamber, still feeling the pulse of her bloodline power lingering in her hands. Her muscles ached, and her chest felt heavy—not from the battle alone, but from the weight of responsibility that now rested squarely on her shoulders. Lila leaned against the window sill, watching the courtyard below. “It’s peaceful… for now.” Aria shook her head. “It won’t last. Viktor won’t forget today. He’s alive, and he’ll plan something worse. I can feel it.” Adrian stepped into the room, his expression gri

