Caitlyn's POV

Time had passed. The world was still quiet—peaceful, even. Not perfect, but alive. I walked through the heart of Eldoria, my footsteps soft on the stone paths that had replaced the battlefields. What once was a place of endless fight had now become a sanctuary, not just for wolves, but for anyone who had lived through the darkness.

The grounds were lined with flowers, the scent of earth and life filling the air. The stone paths wound through trees that now stood tall and strong, as if they, too, had found the strength to stand in the sun after so many years of shadow.

I stopped at the...