Chapter 64: The Gray Rot
Days had passed since the Ghost's break-in at Valerius's manor, but the tension between everyone had only grown heavier.
The atmosphere inside Lord Valerius's manor was thick with unease.
Torches flickered along the stone walls, casting long shadows over knights who stood rigidly at attention.
Every servant moved with their head bowed, speaking in whispers, as if a single wrong word might ignite a new conflict.
Theron stood near the fireplace, his armor polished, his expression stern and watchful.
Valerius paced back and forth, his boots tapping loudly against the marble floor, his face tight with frustration and lingering anger.
Hannah and her companions entered the hall, and all eyes turned toward them.
The tension in the air seemed to grow even heavier.
Valerius stopped pacing and fixed his gaze on Hannah.
