Chapter 26

Adelaide’s POV

I slipped into the royal archives, shielded by Frostfang’s stealth cloak.

It masked my scent and muffled my steps, allowing me to glide through the high–security area like a wraith.

No need to search–the Bloodscar Campaign reports were neatly arranged on the upper shelf of the left oak bookcase.

I retreated to a dim corner of the archive room and, by faint light, began reviewing the dispatches one by one.

By the time I finished the last report, my blood felt frozen, and a bone–chilling dread spread through me.

Tears welled up uncontrollably, blurring my vision.

Ulrik and Velda, as reinforcements, rushed to the Bloodscar Border and plunged into the fray.

Their inexperience on the battlefield soon became apparent.

In the first battle, my uncle lunged to save Ulrik, his left arm severed by an enemy blade–a scene so visceral, it played out before

my eyes.

My youngest uncle, ever–vibrant and dashing in my memory, fell heroically before reinforcements could arrive.

My grandfather, struck by an arrow, was left critically wounded, leaving Ulrik to command subsequent engagements.

no denying Ulrik and Velda’s pivotal role in turning

the Western Tribe’s

arsenal,

became the leverage that forced the Western

in Snowdeer did Velda

mention of massacres or

my grandfather deliberately

as the commanding officer on the battlefield, would face

replaced the documents, and swiftly exited the

at Frostfang, Beata awaited

a word, she handed me

a chill–it

+15 Bonus

Dragon Ash wolves, were

Western Tribe had allied with Dragon

said to Beata,

outfit. I’ll meet Lycan

needed to see

Erasmus tomorrow.”

rest now. It’s late,” Beata replied as usual,

“You rest to

I said, my voice slightly

next day, I arrived at the palace

rough

my pillow for hours. The pain of my family’s loss and

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