The soldiers surrounded me, their eyes burning with contempt as if I were some kind of villain. They had all chosen to stand with Fenris without hesitation, without question. Only Icarus remained at my side, a steadfast shield against anyone who dared to lash out at me—physically or verbally. I was growing increasingly weary of the relentless disregard for my authority, the way they stripped away even the smallest shred of respect I deserved.

"Your sister brought this upon herself," I said, ...