Jaden closed the door to his chambers with a sigh, dropping his sword on the stool by the bed. The moon was already high in the sky, but at least he had finished the wall inspection without finding any major issues. The mood was strange among the soldiers — even though there had been almost no demon sightings recently and the refugees coming in didn’t report any attacks, his men looked tense as they walked the wall, glancing out into the empty fields and the treeline with growing uneasiness. Jaden could feel it too, that strange sense of foreboding in the air.
On top of that, the dreams were back again, haunting him every night and waking him covered in sweat and longing for even more rest early in the morning. The blonde woman kept showing in them, smiling at him or studying him from a
