Kaelith could be seen rushing back to the castle at full speed, her long crimson hair whipping behind her as the wind tore past her face.
Her brows were knit together, her jaw tense. The words she had received from Layson echoed again and again in her mind—
*'The elven nation is being targeted by your dear friend Cravanvor. I'm sure you won't just sit around and watch, would you?'*
No—she wouldn't. Kaelith couldn't.
The Queen of the Elves wasn't just any ruler—she was Hades's mother-in-law. If Hades were to hear about this, he would storm into the battlefield without hesitation, burning everything in his path to reach them.
Kaelith clenched her fists. She couldn't let that happen. This wasn't just an attack—it was a trap, perfectly baited for him.
Last time, Cravanvor had been forced to retreat only because she had arrived on time. But this time… he would not come alone. This time, he would have his army, his generals, and his cruel patience.
