The Hidden Heir

VANYA

Torin left the stronghold not long ago for a council meeting with the elders. I watched him disappear down the corridor before turning toward his chamber. His door was slightly open, exactly the way he had left it.

I stepped inside quietly.

"Torin?" I called.

My voice was soft, familiar. The room remained silent. There was no answer, no movement, nothing but the quiet stillness of the chambe