#Chapter 228 – Brothers

Damon Even now, after all the rebuilding, I could still trace Lila’s presence in the soil through the gentle hum of magic in the roots. I followed that hum without thinking, boots scuffing against the path until the fountains came into view. Kael stood by the reflecting pool, a traveler’s cloak over his shoulders, the crest of Silver Glen pinned near his heart. He looked older, not in years, but in responsibility. He turned when he heard me approach. “Your Majesty.” I shook my head, the title a barrier between us. “After everything you’ve done for my mate, Kael, you’ve earned the right to use my name.” A smile touched his mouth, tired but genuine. “Alright then. Damon.” The sound of it was strange from his mouth without any tension. There was no rivalry, no edge or threat. We began to walk along the path together. The air was cool, the scent of lavender mixing with the dampness of the evening. For a long time, we just walked in companionable silence. “I’ve heard the