Shadows of Doubt

The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow over Alaric's room. He stretched, feeling the weight of the previous day's work still in his muscles. Despite the exhaustion, a sense of purpose drove him to rise and prepare for another day of rebuilding and planning.

As he made his way to the meeting hall, Alaric couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that had settled in the pit of his stomach. The letter Adrian had received was a constant source of worry, its cryptic message hinting at unknown dangers. Alaric knew they had to remain vigilant, even as they focused on the immediate task of rebuilding Aetheris.

The meeting hall was already bustling with activity when Alaric arrived. Thalia and Damien were deep in discussion with a group of citizens, organizing teams for the day's work. Lady Seraphina was reviewing plans for the city's defenses, her sharp eyes missing nothing.