Chapter 147 - Claims for the Throne

With anxiety weighing heavily on his mind, Kian rode in silence into the thick forest. As his horse raced quickly toward the direction of the Silver Talon Clan's gates, the moon's silver light streamed through the branches, creating unsettling shadows on the ground. Except for the steady thudding of his horse's hoofs on the woodland floor, the air was clear and the trees were strangely silent. Hours had been spent riding, straining his horse to the breaking point. With everything weighing on his heart, there was no time to relax. The gates, huge and menacing, loomed into view ahead. He felt a rush of recognition at the image of a steed etched into the iron, the guards instantly recognized him and opened the gates without hesitation. A young man with keen eyes saluted him and hurried out to tell Bozorg that the lady's brother had arrived. After dismounting, Kian patted his horse and handed the reins to a stable boy. As he stepped into the familiar area, memories of his previous