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BLAME OF SHAME
Caspian’s pov I turned on my heel, adrenaline coursing through me as I dashed out of the cell. Izel’s death had complicated everything. I had to tell Aeris. She needed to know—needed to understand the gravity of the situation. My feet pounded against the stone floors of the palace corridors, my heightened senses guiding me through the winding paths. The scent of fear still clung to me, a reminder of what I’d left behind in that cold, dark cell. As I neared the grand staircase, leading up to the royal chambers, a palace guard appeared, blocking my way. "Your Majesty, the Queen is in the courtroom. She’s in the middle of a session." I cursed under my breath. The courtroom. Aeris would be in the middle of important matters with the council, and there was no way I could interrupt her now wi
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