At that moment, Nathaniel was walking the city walls alone, making his rounds. His brows were locked tight. His face looked worn thin, and red threads filled his eyes.
Anyone looking at him could tell he had not slept properly in a long time."
Several days had already passed since Jared left Freevale for Evershade to seek an alliance with the Sylvan Kin. In all that time, not a single message had come back. It was as if everything had sunk into deep water anti vanished without a sound.
The weight of it sat heavily on Nathaniel, pressing tighter with every quiet stretch of time.
He had no way of knowing what Jared had run into inside Evershade. He had no way of knowing whether the negotiations with the Sylvan Kin had gone smoothly. Worse, he had no way of knowing whether Jared was alive or dead at that very moment.
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