Commander Vale
The council did not sleep that night.
Fear rarely allowed rest inside political chambers.
The wolf palace grew quieter as midnight settled across the mountain kingdom, but inside the council room, tension sharpened instead of faded. Torches burned low against ancient stone walls while reports remained scattered across the massive oak table at the center of the chamber.
Every conversation circled back toward the same impossible truth.
The bond had stabilized.
And none of them knew how to stop it.
Commander Vale studied the reports again carefully. Witnesses from the gates. Guards from the palace halls. Servants who had
passed too close to the bonded kings during dinner.
Every statement sounded increasingly unbelievable.
The dragon king had physically reacted when t
