|| CASSENDRA'S POV ||

The air within the confined quarters of my chamber felt heavy with the weight of frustration and an undeniable sense of entrapment. Dominico and Zavier's decision to lock me within the castle's confines, born out of a misguided attempt to shield me from perceived threats, only fueled the flames of restlessness that smoldered within.

As the moon cast its silver glow through the barred window, I paced the room in a rhythm that mirrored the cadence of my racing thoughts. The castle, once a sanctuary, had transformed into a gilded cage that echoed with the silent cries of my desire for freedom.

"Enough of this," I...