Chapter 15: Betrayal

As the morning sun filtered through the windows, casting a soft glow over the breakfast table, Esteria sat with Levy, Leon, and Rowland. The air was still heavy with the memory of the previous night's events, a tension that hung like an unspoken shadow among them. Despite the comforting aroma of freshly baked bread and warm tea, Esteria couldn't shake the worry gnawing at her. Adrian's image, bloodied and unconscious, played in her mind on a relentless loop.

"Has anyone checked on Adrian this morning?" Esteria asked, her voice trembling with concern.

Leon, seated beside her, offered a reassuring nod. "He's stable. The healers said he'll make a full recovery, though it'll take some time."

Esteria sighed, relief mingling with the lingering anxiety. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for her cup, trying to focus on the present rather than the haunting memories.