Jayden's POV
I blinked hard, trying to process the words that had just shattered the silence of the throne room. The strange woman stood before us, her voice cracking as she delivered news that sent ice through my veins.
Elder Ziva was dead.
The declaration hit like a physical blow. My chest tightened as the woman's wails echoed off the marble walls, each cry more desperate than the last. The elders shifted restlessly in their seats, whispers spreading like wildfire through the chamber.
Who was this woman? How had she come by such devastating information?
An elder shot to his feet, his finger trembling as he pointed at the distraught figure. "Suzanne! What brings you before the king with such wild claims? Explain yourself this instant!"
