Chapter 138

Rosalie’s POV “Commander Landon, how is it?” I stood up from my chair as soon as he walked in. The rest of the leaders also stopped talking, and everyone was looking at him. The look on his face told me everything. The usually stoic commander had tears glistening in his downcast eyes as he slowly shook his head. His jaw was set in anger as he began to answer my question. “The losses have been astronomical, Your Majesty,” he began, his tone laced with despair. “Five of our villages were attacked, every man, woman, and child slaughtered. Not a soul left alive in any of them.” I stood there, staring at him for a long moment, trying to comprehend what he was saying. “How is this possible?” I muttered. He shook his head. “We cleared out the rogues in those areas recently, and everything seemed to be back in place. We assumed that those territories were safe, and we only sent patrols to check in periodically. But this particular pack of rogues is ruthless like none we’ve ever seen before. We