The sun was high when Juliana and her team returned to the castle. Though their mission had been a success, the weight of what lay ahead was palpable. The fortress might have fallen, but the enemy's influence lingered like a dark cloud over the kingdom.
As they approached the gates, the guards stepped aside, their faces a mixture of respect and concern. News of Juliana's feat had already begun to spread, and whispers of her power echoed through the halls.
A Tense Return
Hak was waiting in the throne room, his posture rigid as he stood by the council table. His eyes softened the moment they landed on Juliana, but his tension didn't ease.
"You're back," he said, his voice a mix of relief and restrained anger.
"I am," Juliana replied, meeting his gaze. "The altar is destroyed, and their
