HALFDAN'S POV

With my hands clasped tightly behind my back and my face pressed against the cold windowpane, I let out a long, weary sigh as I stared into the empty street below.

My mind felt like a tangled mess, swirling with confusion and frustration.

The chaos began the night Dane launched a brutal attack on our group, targeting Camilla with ruthless intent.

Since then, my thoughts had been consumed by the question: What was Camilla really after?

Camilla’s ...