Return of the General's Daughter

"The goddess Eos embodies the dawn and is a personification of the daily renewal of life. Her emergence each morning signifies hope, rebirth, and the cyclical nature of existence.

Eos Haven, the name chosen by Lara to become the abode of the broken vases she picked up along the way—her Gabriellas."

...

The day before Marlon’s arrival at Calma, Odin and his sons, freshly returned from their reconnaissance, were preparing to visit Alaric’s palace. But as they reached the gravel path that curved toward the enormous gate of Helias Manor, a familiar carriage appeared on the horizon, its wheels crunching against the stones, sunlight glinting off its polished frame.

Alaric stepped down from the carriage with his usual commanding presence, but his expression darkened the moment his gaze swept over the Norse family. His sharp eyes scanned the group, lingering on the empty space where someone should have been.

"Lara is not with you," he said, his voice carrying both accusation and longing.

"She’s at Eos Haven," Odin replied gruffly, reading the tension etched on the prince’s face. "With the Gabriella ladies."

He knew that look in Alaric’s eyes—it was the look of a man who had been waiting too long for someone who mattered too much. Lara had stayed behind in Ourea with her master, the twins, Sandoz and Reya. It had been over a week since Alaric last saw her. No wonder he looked as if something vital was missing from his world.

Before Alaric could move, Odin raised a hand. "Before you see her, we need to discuss something of great importance."

"We’ll discuss it later, General," Alaric said sharply, already turning away. "I’ll go to Eos Haven first."

Without another word, he strode off, his boots grinding into the gravel as his pace quickened.