Chapter 348

One by one, his words weighed on the hearts of his warriors, pushing them forward until all had stepped up, their eyes glimmering with a mix of dread and resolve. I offered no guarantees on Leonardo's behalf—no promises of mercy, no whispers of redemption. These men would confront the consequences of their choices. If, by some miracle, I succeeded in saving both our worlds, then and only then would we talk. “Return to the Water Court,” I commanded, raising my voice so that all could hear. “Evacuate as many fae as possible. Warn them that this realm is unraveling, and it will collapse—whether they choose to believe it or not.” My cheeks flushed under the weight of their attention, but I stood firm, unwavering.