Grayson's POV
I walked the palace corridors, my footsteps echoing in the very quiet halls. The air was suffocating with tension, and every shadow looked like they were hiding a potential threat. It has been days since Droker's forces had begun their assault, and the stress was showing on everyone's faces.
A guard approached, his armor clanking softly. "Sir, the war council is assembling."
I nodded, trying to hide my exhaustion. "Thank you. I'll be there shortly."
As the guard left, I leaned against the cool stone wall, closing my eyes for just a moment. God, I was tired. But there was no time for rest, not with Droker breathing down our necks like this.
The image of Emma's tear-stained face flashed through my mind. She'd been so broken when she found the lifeless Jade and now… George
