Krissan's life had become a delicate balance of power and motherhood, with every day bringing new challenges. She had fortified her empire, built alliances, and crushed rivals with the same ruthless efficiency that had once defined Deyonjay's reign. Yet, even in moments of triumph, she felt a gnawing void, a shadow that lingered just out of reach.
Today, that shadow seemed to be closing in.
Krissan sat in her office, reviewing the latest reports from her network of informants. The rival faction's movements were becoming more brazen, and she knew she had to act swiftly. Marcus entered the room, his expression grim.
"Miss Krissan," he said, his voice tinged with urgency. "We've intercepted communications that suggest someone powerful is backing our enemies."
Krissan looked up, her eyes n
