Chapter 67. Madness

Elliot's POV

The glass shards rain down glittering in the moon's embrace as I vault through the window. The edges bite at my skin, a stinging reminder of reality amidst the sea churning within my mind. It's a fleeting moment of clarity, and I seize it with the desperation of a drowning man reaching for a lifeline.

My feet collide with the earth below, the impact rippling up through my legs, grounding me further in this rare lucidity. I don't pause to assess the damage; there's no time. With heaving breaths, I set my sights on the looming silhouette of Nathan's palace, it pierces the night sky, its spires like accusatory fingers pointing towards the heavens.

As I run, the cobblestones beneath me blur into an indistinct path, each step propelling me toward the inevitability of confrontation. Nathan. My brother. Lucas's human counterpart- manipulative, controlling- veiled under the guise of kingly benevolence.

I can almost hear