Chapter 95 - The Second Coming of Valtheon

In his quarters, Alpha Kaveh sat at the head of the table with his four sons seated in a circle around him. Candles flickered in the dim light, creating lengthy shadows on the stone walls. His squire, a young man with skilled, fast hands, poured wine into each son's goblet as he went from one to the next. When he was done, he bowed briefly and walked out of the room, shutting the thick oak doors behind him, leaving the Alpha and his heirs alone. For a brief period, Kaveh, wearing a dark tunic with his clan's symbol embroidered over his heart, remained silent. He delicately swirled the wine in his goblet before taking a sip. He glanced at each of his boys, Dariush, Arman, Ramin, and Kian. “Aryana’s been wed” Kaveh began, his deep voice steady, “Silver Talon and Arcanis are now allies” The weight of responsibility and political scheming was evident in the words that hovered in the air. The sound of metal on wood reverberated in the still room as Kaveh put down his glass, he looked