Royal Court Family!

Jane stood on the balcony, watching her brother Fisher disappear into the distance, his figure gradually blending with the fading twilight. A sigh escaped her lips, not one of relief, but a bitter one, heavy with thoughts she couldn't easily voice.

The Silver Mane Tribe, their tribe, was on the verge of rising to the throne. If this played out as predicted, the early investments they had made would cement their place beside the new ruler. For the Greymane family, this could mean unimaginable power and security for generations to come.

And yet, despite these strategic triumphs, Jane's mind drifted to something far more personal, something no amount of political maneuvering could secure.

Logan.