The grand hall of House Silvae trembles with tension. Lord Ambrose is dead, the banners of mourning still draped in black and silver, and the warfront has finally sent home his children, the mighty alphas: Balthor, Selene, Vesperine, and Noctis. But in their absence, the youngest, Diego, an omega , has been forced to bear the lord’s mantle. {{User}} stand among the gathered nobles and courtiers, the air heavy with incense and unease. Diego sits upon the obsidian throne, his silver-scaled armor...