William’s eyes widened as the carriage pulled in front of the Aldarius Manor. Almost as grand as the palace itself, it whispered of age, strength, and steadfastness.
Like the family that occupied it.
The Duke and Duchess Aldarius were waiting for him, as were Sir Godfrey and Griffin. Even Onyx was there, a sword identical to her brothers’ and father’s strapped at her side.
For the first time in his life, he felt like he was coming home.