Freddy’s POV

There were a few things in life I was sure of.

One—I never lost control.

Two—I always knew what my enemies were doing before they did it.

And three—Aliana was mine.

But today?

Today, I sensed, for the first time, that I was losing her.

And I really despised it.

The day began just like every other one.

I arose before sunrise, sensing the heat of Aliana's body beside me.

She remained asleep, her breathing steady, her expression serene in the soft morning glow.

For a brief moment, I simply observed her.

Because in spite of everything—despite the bloodshed, the power conflicts, the war perpetually at our doorstep—this...