KAELON’S POV

The silence in my study was a balm, at least for the first few seconds. I sat behind my desk, a whiskey untouched in front of me, the ice long since melted. The warm amber liquid looked inviting, but I knew better. I didn’t need a drink. I needed to set things right.

Some control over the chaos that had become my life.

A soft knock came at the door.

"Come in," I said, my voice as level as I could manage.

Evelyn entered, her heels muffled against ...