Chapter 898 The Mantle
- Nina
- The warm summer breeze caressed my face, gently tousling loose strands of hair, but I felt utterly numb to its soft touch. My gaze remained fixated on the freshly upturned earth in front of me, the simple granite headstone bearing my father’s name and legacy in stark, uncompromising letters.
- Here lies Aldric, the third of his name. Alpha King. Beloved to all.