~NYRA

“Rylan, get the guards. Now!” Sylver roared, and Rylan didn’t waste a beat.

He was across the streets in seconds, gathering whatever patrol guard he could get his hands on.

“Sylver, we need to handle things differently,” Cassian continued, trying to calm him.

While I, on the other hand, was simply lost in my own thoughts.

Something wasn’t adding up…

Not like I was disputing the fact that Sylver was right and this was an open declaration of war. But it felt wrong.

There was ...