Chapter 58: Falling off a Cliff

The weight of grief and guilt bore down upon me, threatening to crush my spirit. The truth, like a dagger to the heart, pierced through my being, leaving me numb with disbelief. My precious son, just one month old, was gone, and I blamed myself entirely for his tragic fate.

The devastation of the night's events echoed in my mind, a relentless reminder of the lives lost and the pain that now consumed me. The rogues, in their merciless rampage, had not only taken the lives of our people but had also extinguished the light of my innocent child. I couldn't comprehend how such cruelty could exist in this world.

As tears streamed down my face, my heart bled with a mixture of sorrow and anger. I longed to seek vengeance, to hunt down each and every rogue responsible for my son's death. Yet, as I gazed upon Lucien's lifeless body, the weight of my sorrow left me feeling drained and powerless. The rage within me simmered, overshadowed by the overwhelming sense of loss.

I cradled Lucien's tiny