Shadows of Betrayal

Ilyrana moved swiftly, her footsteps echoing through the quiet halls outside the chamber she had just left in flames. Behind her, the smoke curled and billowed, a stark reminder of what Luke had asked her to do. She didn't fully understand the significance of her actions yet, but its weight pressed heavily on her chest. Whatever the fire signalled, it had set events into motion that could no longer be undone.

The air grew heavier as she approached the dimly lit corridor where she had last left Luke. Her sharp eyes caught sight of Confidant Altreus, slumped against the wall. His leg was still bleeding where her blade had grazed him, staining the marble floor with a crimson streak.