"The war is not always on the battlefield. Sometimes, it's fought in shadows, in whispers, in the spaces between truth and lies. And in those spaces, the fate of kingdoms is decided."
SILAS'S POV
Four grueling hours had passed since I watched the faint silhouette of the King and his Shadow Guard slip into the northern void. Four hours since the entire fate of the Alpha law and the secret heir, the political stability of the Keep, and the King's very life was thrust entirely into my hands. The royal chambers were a tomb of silence, broken only by the low hum of the comms system and the frantic scratching of my pen as I drafted the next layer of our pervasive deception.
