HALFDAN'S POV

With my hands clasped tightly behind my back and my face pressed against the cold windowpane, I let out a long, weary sigh as I stared into the empty street below.

My mind felt like a tangled mess, swirling with confusion and frustration.

The chaos began the night Dane launched a brutal attack on our group, targeting Camilla with ruthless intent.

Since then, my thoughts had been consumed by the question: What was Camilla really after?

Camilla’s relentless attempts to end Astrid’s life had been both numerous and unsuccessful. Each time she tried, it seemed to end in failure, yet she showed no sign of giving up.

It...