Departure

The evening sun cast a golden glow over the sprawling grounds of the Volkov estate, but the silent beauty of the scene did little to calm the tension hanging in the air.

The heads of the four great houses—Siegfried, Elnox, Sanga, and Makset—stood gathered outside the grand mansion, their convoys keeping a respectful distance. 

'Whatever my father and the other heads had been discussing so intently about must have reached some conclusion..' I thought.

After our trip to the market, a lot had happened; me and mom had even painstakingly made Caera open her eyes to the shady tricks of that bastard Adrian.

Alex Volko— I mean my dad stood tall at the forefront, his figure and attitude towering over the others with the usual ease.

Beside him, I felt a mix of awe and apprehension. For the first time in what felt like forever, I was no longer a pawn being hunted by my own parents. But that also did not mean that my freedom was guaranteed.