After their repeated insistence that she officially become a Wing… Helen decided to stay.
Perhaps the only small comfort she found in this decision was that her second brother had also not moved yet, still observing from a distance. Yet, despite this minor reassurance, the war was growing more tangled and perilous by the day, creeping ever closer to its climactic moments—and Helen wanted to participate. She needed to be part of it.
"…My Lady, if you truly wish for protection without being forced to join as a Wing, there is a way," Seraphina said suddenly, breaking the silence that hung over the quiet morning. Her voice, calm yet urgent, carried a note of anticipation that Helen hadn't noticed before.
"What way?!" Helen turned sharply, startled by the sudden interruption, her dark eyes narrowing.
