Harborbend , Northwyn Republic Warm sunlight poured through the window , casting a golden glow over the tidy desk . Lilies bloomed on the windowsill , their soft fragrance drifting through the room . Evelyn sat at her desk , grading student assignments . In a simple sweater , her hair neatly pulled back , she radiated calm focus . Through years of relentless self - study , she had earned a place in the graduate program at Prescott University , Northwyn Republic's top institution . After graduating , she returned to Harborbend as a beloved community college teacher . Her days were simple but deeply satisfying , filled with purpose and quiet fulfillment . She had turned down Nathan Reed . He was kind and dependable , yet the cold corner of her heart refused to soften . She had found peace in solitude , channeling her energy into teaching and reading . Occasionally , she wrote short articles , some of which were published in local papers , earning her a quiet reputation as a writer . Evelyn had moved beyond her pain , discovering strength in her own worth . Her eyes were clear , her smile gentle - a quiet radiance born of hardship , tempered into calm and strength . Frosthaven , Northwyn Republic The wind screamed , cutting like a knife against the skin . At over sixteen thousand feet , Frosthaven Base stood isolated from the world . Graham , bundled in a heavy military coat , raised binoculars to his eyes , staring at the endless snow - draped mountains . Frost clung to his temples , his face etched with time , but his gaze remained sharp as an eagle's . Beneath that piercing clarity , however , lay an emptiness - endless , cold , and unbearably lonely . After leaving Harborbend , he had volunteered for Frosthaven Base , Northwyn Republic's most grueling and perilous outpost . He stayed over a decade , growing silent and pouring himself into defending the border . He led his soldiers through patrols , training , and base construction , earning accolades and rising through the ranks . His stature grew , but happiness remained out of reach . Chapter 23 100.00 % ་ ་ He never remarried . In his nightstand drawer were only two things : a yellowed copy of Pride and Prejudice , a book they had cherished during their marriage , and a faded photograph of her at eighteen , taken the day they had pledged their lives to each other . In the photo , her eyes were shy but full of trust and love . Every year , on her birthday and the anniversary of their divorce - a date burned into his memory -he stood alone at the base's highest lookout , facing Harborbend . Through the night , he remained unmoving , snow and wind lashing at him , a sentinel frozen in place . He lived trapped in regret and longing , guarding the land he had failed and mourning the love he had destroyed . Harborbend , a spring afternoon The sun glowed warmly as Evelyn sat with her students on the campus lawn , leading a book club . A faint memory of him flickered in her mind , but she let it pass , smiling as she listened to the young adults ' lively discussions , her eyes warm and bright . Frosthaven , Christmas Eve Outside , the world was a frozen wasteland , but inside the base , warm lights flickered as soldiers bustled , preparing a holiday banquet . Graham stood alone at his post , gazing at the distant , dazzling fireworks . He clutched the faded photograph , his eyes lost in an endless sea of silence and sorrow . Some mistakes could never be undone . Some losses were permanent . The deepest wound wasn't in reclaiming what was lost - it was in living with an absence that could never be replaced . Chapter 1 The king has come back ! 4 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!