Chapter 34

Ethan. The rogue lands were a realm of unpredictability, where alliances shifted like shadows in the moonlight. I treaded carefully, my senses on high alert, Ryan’s warning like a ringing bell at the back of my mind. My annoyance surged beneath the surface, a tempest of frustration and determination swirling within me. The revelation of Arya aligning herself with the rogue kingdom had ignited an unrelenting resolve. Arya might have thought she could evade the ties of blood, but familial bonds ran deep. The Crests were where she belonged, and I would see to it that she came back. As I treaded through the shadowy forest leading into the rogue city, the intricate web of challenges mirrored the complexities of my thoughts. The determination to reclaim Arya, to seize the power she held, fueled my growing annoyance. If she resisted, if she challenged the destiny that bonded us, I'd employ every means at my disposal. The rogue kingdom might be a realm of shadows, but I was not one to be