Chapter 70

Chapter 70 Seraphina's POV The fortress hummed with a different kind of energy after the tribunal. Tension still lingered in the corners, like cobwebs that refused to be swept away, but something had shifted. I could feel it in the way warriors trained with more purpose, how the council spoke with more conviction. Like they had seen me fall—and still chose to follow me. I sat alone in the strategy room, candlelight flickering across the map of our territories. Pins marked allied packs, neutral zones, and areas now leaning toward Cassian. The Hollowreach sigil had been moved into enemy territory. My hand hovered over another marker. Frostborn. They hadn’t declared their stance yet. But I could feel them wavering. A knock broke my focus. Before I could respond, the door opened, and Callista stepped inside, her expression unreadable. "You need to see this," she said, handing me a sealed message. I broke the wax and read the contents. My fingers tightened around the parchment. "They’re cal