Chapter 49: Torn Between Worlds

Talia The next few days were a blur of sadness and longing. All I wanted was to talk to my brother, Frederick. The thought of him worrying about me tore at my heart. I tried to keep myself busy, but the ache in my chest was a constant reminder of the distance between us. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the Blackthorn compound, I found myself wandering aimlessly. My feet carried me to Baron's quarters, almost of their own volition. I stood at his door for what felt like an eternity before finally gathering the courage to knock. "Come in," Baron's deep voice called from inside. I pushed the door open and stepped in. Baron was seated at his desk, surrounded by maps and documents. He looked up, his piercing eyes softening when he saw me. "Talia," he said, standing up. "What brings you here?" I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. "I need to talk to you, Baron." He gestured for me to sit, and I took a seat opposite him. "What's