"I know everything… but I won't remember for long," Zara said, her voice carrying a weight that made both kings freeze.
Denzal and Devonte exchanged a glance, confusion flickering in their eyes. Her words didn't make sense—how could she know everything yet not remember?
Seeing their puzzled expressions, Zara let out a slow sigh. She looked at them, her gaze steady, yet distant, as if she were already slipping away from the moment.
"King Denzal. King Devonte." Her voice was calm but firm. "This is not the time to dig up the past. Right now, we have a battle to fight—a kingdom to protect. Survive this war first. After that, everything will become clear."
She didn't wait for a response. Turning on her heel, she walked away, her silhouette disappearing into the war-torn halls of the castle.