Painted Sanctuary

(Kaelen’s POV)

The children’s laughter bounced off the walls as I led them down the long hallway away from the study room.

Vespa’s small hand was warm in mine. Orion walked on my other side, whispering about how much he loved Grandpa’s hair, his voice bubbling with delight.

But my mind wasn’t here.

It kept replaying the events from two days ago at the throne room. Lord Lucius had declared angrily