***Nova***
Days rolled into weeks like waves crashing against the shore, each one echoing with tension following the tragic events that unfolded in the castle. With the promise of the tournament on the horizon and whispers of treachery still swirling around us, I felt like a lone warrior amidst the shadows. Each passing day, my heart weighed heavier with a desire to protect my family, my kingdom, and the promise I had made to Ceaser.
As the sun filtered through the ornate windows of my chamber, I vowed that I would not allow anyone to undermine my rule—not after everything I had fought for. Yet as I moved throughout the corridors of the castle, I felt more like an imposter than a leader. I had dispelled doubt about my identity as King Noah to a greater extent than I could have anticipate
