Natalia’s POV
The morning air was crisp against my face as Andrei and I stood at the border between Moonshadow and Aspen, watching the construction crews work on the wall extension. The sound of hammers against stone echoed across the clearing, punctuated by the occasional shout from a supervisor directing his men.
Catherine stood beside me with her arms crossed over her chest as she surveyed the progress with a critical eye. Her husband, Edmond, was deep in conversation with Andrei about the placement of watchtowers. They seemed to be in the midst of a minor argument about it, which I didn’t feel like getting involved in.
“The foundation looks solid,” Catherine remarked, nodding toward where the workers were laying massive stones. “No rogues will get through once that wall is up.”
“Go
