With Sabbah gone, Greg continued Where he left off, convincing Jane to accept his protection on the floating island...
Jane accepted Greg's offer without resistance, though her heart was heavy. She had always known the danger Ezekiel faced, but never thought she'd be attending his funeral so soon. Deep down, she knew this was the best decision—not just for her safety, but for Chloe's future. Greg had promised protection, and more than that, a connection to the man they'd lost.
They packed in silence.
Most of what they took had no practical use—just small keepsakes, clothes, and old photos. Items steeped in memory. Little anchors to a past now lost.
Greg flew them to the floating island with his abyssal wings spread wide, cutting through the skies like a dark omen. Jane clutched Chloe close, her thoughts a storm of pain, disbelief, and quiet gratitude.
Upon arrival, a solemn hush settled over the floating island. No celebration. No welcome. Just the weight of grief.
