The tension in the room was suffocating as Cambria and Knox stood side by side, facing her uncle, the man who had once been her guardian, now reduced to a shadow of his former self. The weight of her victory in gaining Knox's allegiance felt like the first crack in the wall she had been desperately trying to break down. But she knew this was only the beginning.
Her uncle's face was twisted in rage, but there was also something deeper than fear. For the first time, Cambria saw him for what he truly was: a man whose power was built on lies and manipulation, now crumbling beneath the weight of his own arrogance.
"You think this is over?" her uncle spat, his voice venomous. "You think you've won because you have a few allies? Do you really believe that I'll just hand over my empire to you? You're nothing but a little girl playing with fire."
