TAHLIA~
I had barely given myself a moment to relax in the midst of the ever-shifting tides of this castle. The sudden change in Archibald's demeanor left me restless. I couldn't let my guard down, not when he was still the Lycan King, the very one responsible for so much turmoil in my life. Despite our unfamiliar conversation, I couldn't forget his past actions.
I had to remind myself that he had his own motives, his own agenda. And yet, during that surprising and candid conversation, I had taken the opportunity to probe for information about Rhia and her presence in the castle at the time I suspected.
If the dream I had experienced was indeed a memory, the answers I yearned for might be hidden within the old cabin beyond the lake, where the scroll lay buried.
Fenrir, as he often did
