Chapter 11 The Throne of Thorns

Rael's POV

The walls of my father's war tent loomed like a cage made of gold, stitched in the banners of our house-red sun, twin swords, the roaring lion that never slept.

But tonight, I was not here as a son.

I was here as a traitor.

Kaela's healing, her awakening... it haunted me. Not in fear, but in reverence. The silver light that had s