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.

and Velda’s pivotal role in turning

the Western Tribe’s Snowdeer

fire to their arsenal, while

leverage that forced the

was signed in Snowdeer did Velda

mention

mean either my grandfather deliberately

way, should the truth come to light, he, as the commanding officer

fury, replaced the documents, and

Frostfang,

she handed

it, I felt a chill–it confirmed

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revealed that Western Tribe soldiers, disguised as Dragon Ash

Tribe had allied with

I reflected for a moment and said to Beata, “Beata, help

outfit. I’ll meet Lycan

to see

Erasmus tomorrow.”

should rest now. It’s late,”

“You rest to

said, my voice slightly

palace and requested an audience

Your Majesty!” My voice, still rough from last night’s tears, held a

I’d cried into my pillow for hours. The pain of my

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