_Author’s POV_
The room fell silent as all of Calden’s comrades turned their attention towards the newcomer, their eyes widening in shock.
A heavy tension filled the air, and Callan’s forehead broke out in a cold sweat as he realized the presence of the numerous soldiers surrounding him.
“Damn it! I didn’t expect so many soldiers to be crammed into this room,” he thought.
Zarelle hurriedly caught up to Callan, placing herself between him and Calden. “Calm down, brother,” she pleaded, her voice filled with concern.
Upon seeing Zarelle, the soldiers’ expressions immediately changed. They looked at her in unison and shouted, “Hello, Mrs Ashmoor!”
Zarelle was speechless. What just happened? Why were they suddenly calling her Mrs Ashmoor?
Zarelle spoke lightly, her tone t
