|Grace|
I was overwhelmed by sheer shock. The last thing I had anticipated for tonight was… this.
Swallowing hard, I tried to brace myself against the searing pain, though its intensity seemed to numb my senses. From the corner of my vision, I saw Silvester’s men springing into action, their weapons drawn as they scanned the surroundings for the source of the threat. Their footsteps echoed as they moved swiftly in all directions.
"Stay with me," Silvester urged, his voice trembling with a blend of fear and desperation.
I managed a slow, faint nod, clinging to him as if he were my only anchor in a storm. The agony in my arm intensified with every passing moment, each breath a Herculean effort. My eyelids grew heavy, weighed down by the pain. Silvester, his face etched with determinati
