Reylan looked up, stunned by what he saw. It started with the guards in royal blue—Caius’s companion soldiers. One by one, they dropped to a knee, heads bowing low in grief for their fallen comrade. But it didn’t stop with High Farrow. The kings stayed standing, but behind them, waves of deep purple and crimson joined them to pay tribute. In mutual loss. As allies. The battle between their kings didn’t change the righteousness in their hearts.
