Gillian
Winter Land City
Over the past few months, a deep ache has remained in my heart, pain that I myself created. Every second, every minute, every hour, and every passing day feels like punishment for my conscience. The things I did to Freyah remain vivid in my memory, and no matter how many times I try to forget them, I simply can’t.
No matter how fast time moves, and no matter how many people surround me now, Freyah has never left my mind. She is the shadow that continues to follow me... silent yet heavy, painful, and impossible to escape.
In the months that passed, the training of my men never stopped. Day and night, I prepared them for the plan I had long been building...my return to the palace. I know the path we will take will not be easy. It will take many more years to shap
