Chapter 88

• Author’s POV
• In the dimly lit room, Edric stood silently, the gentle rise and fall of his son's chest serving as a steady reminder of the fragile calm he was able to find. His little boy was curled up against his father's shoulder, the warmth of Edric's hug bringing a unique comfort.
• Edric felt a stinging sense of regret with every sigh and tiny movement from Sebastian. The absence of Alora, the love of his life and his responsibilities for his little son, was the root of his guilt.