KELSEY POV

The peace we'd been living in ever since my mother showed up, didn't even last two weeks.

It started on a cold Wednesday morning.

I was helping my mother unpack her little glass jars in her chamber when the castle doors burst open downstairs.

Shouting filled the hallway, followed by the sound of boots running up the stairs.

"My Lord! We need healers immediately!" a guard shouted. "People in Central City are collapsing! They can't breathe!"

Without hesitation, Theodore dropped the wooden crate he was holding. His expression changed as he reached for his sword belt and fastened it around his waist.

Then he rushed out of the...