The journey to the Lionhart Estate passed in tense silence. Raphael maintained a constant healing aura around Klaus's stretcher, while Alexandra kept vigil beside them. Kalix had assigned a full honor guard—twelve of White Lion's elite fighters forming a protective formation around the medical transport.
As they approached the sprawling estate, Alexandra felt a strange mixture of relief and apprehension. Even after her years in White Lion, the Lionhart family seat still inspired awe—ancient stone architecture spreading across acres of manicured grounds, towers reaching skyward like silent sentinels. At its center stood the main residence, a fortress-palace that had withstood centuries of wars and upheavals.
