Back in the capital, the rain had finally begun to ease.
I stood at the window of my study, watching the last of the downpour drip from the eaves. Behind me, a stack of reports sat on my desk, each one detailing the situation at Ravenhold. The numbers weren't good.
According to the scribes in the communication hall, they were recording reports from the capital in real time through the radio.
The situation was dire.
But Edward was holding the line for now. But he was buying time, not winning.
Hopefully, Anastasia and Rerick will be able to make a difference. All I need to do is wait for the results the next day and plan accordingly.
The system notification from last night flickered in the back of my mind. The Incubus Path. The Romance Tree. Skill points.
I hadn't looked at them yet, too tired after everything with Faye, too focused on the immediate crisis. But now, standing here in the gray morning light, I knew I couldn't afford to ignore them.
