C27 Shadows of sickness

The castle had been enjoying a fragile peace, a rare and soft-hued harmony that felt scrutinizingly unnatural without the months of unconnectedness and tension. It was as though the Moon Goddess herself had granted the pack a reprieve from their struggles. Laughter echoed softly through the halls, the servants moved without fear, and plane the wives had retreated into a tenuous truce.

But peace