Scarlet’s POV“I can finally breathe,” I said softly to myself as I stepped into our home in the capital. The house was perfectly situated near the beach, and the gentle sound of the ocean waves drifting through the windows made me feel a calm I hadn’t known in days. It was incredible to finally be somewhere that felt safe, somewhere that wasn’t filled with whispers, conspiracies, or the constant tension that seemed to follow us.Amy was beyond excited to be home. She ran ahead of Dante and me, showing him every corner of the house as if it were a magical castle she had just discovered. Her laughter echoed in the halls, and it was infectious as I couldn’t help but smile. Meanwhile, I wandered into the kitchen, my stomach growling as hunger hit me hard. The kitchen staff had already stocked the counters with everything we might need and had even prepared a few dishes in advance. I settled on a sandwich, perching on the kitchen counter as I took my first bite.There was a different kin
“what sxript is he following?” I asked Dante as I saw the king serving me breakfast. When we went to have breakfast, he was already there with a wide smile on his face. “Don’t pay him attention.” Dante told me. But how can I not? He was laughing as if I owe him money or something. Truly, it was making my skin crawl. “Scarlet, is the food not to your liking?” He asked me with a tender smile that I wasn't aware that he was capable of it. “No, its fine.” I said. “How is Violet?”“The doctors said that she is doing way better,” He told me. “Dante and I were thinking of leaving for the phantom moon,”I said. “Why do you have to leave so early?” He asked me. “I mean, Violet is still not well yet. It would be good if you both stay here.”“Scarlet is in her last trimester,”Dante said. “We want to be prepared for delivery. And she cannot travel much. After a few days, ut would get hectic for her. I don’t want to put her health or babys in any danger.”The king pondered for a moment. “You
Scarlet’s POV“You need to rest now,” Dante said firmly as he wrapped his arms around me, keeping me close against his chest. His voice was soft but left no room for argument. “You’ve been running around all day. I can’t let you fall sick too.”Amy was already fast asleep in the small bed beside ours, her tiny body curled up like a kitten under the blanket. We were staying in the guest wing of the palace, but something about this place always felt strange to me, like it was too quiet kr too cold. I could never feel at ease here, no matter how much I tried. It was like some invisible wall stood between me and everyone else. My instincts never let me lower my guard, not even for a moment.“I know…” I whispered, my voice weak and tired. For a while, I just rested my head against Dante’s shoulder, trying to steady my thoughts. Then I said softly, “Dante, when I was in Violet’s room earlier, the Crown Prince came in.”Dante looked at me instantly, his hold tightening.“There was something
Dante's POV“Dante, I am ashamed,” the king said quietly, his voice heavy with regret.I let out a bitter laugh. “You should be. What kind of father abandons his own blood?”“The kind who didn’t know if his daughter was real or just an illusion created by his mate,” the king replied, his tone flat but filled with pain. “Violet used to speak about the baby she lost, the one she abandoned... but I never found proof of that child’s existence. I thought it was her mind playing tricks on her— or rief twisting memories into dreams. I never knew Scarlet was real… not until it was too late.”He looked down, his eyes shadowed. “When I finally discovered that she existed, Violet had another breakdown. That’s why I couldn’t tell Scarlet the truth. Violet’s guilt is eating her alive. Every day she dies a little more inside.”I stared at him. “So you’re saying Violet tried to end her life because of Scarlet?”He frowned. “You’re twisting my words. I never said that. Violet did it because she could
Dante’s POVI saw Scarlet inside the room. She stood very still, looking at Violet with eyes full of unshed feeling. She was talking to the doctors, listening to every question and answer, and I watched each tiny movement. She seemed to know every little detail about Violet’s health, as if she had been studying it for days and not just a few minutes. The look on her face was fierce and raw, like a cub who had found its mother in danger. She was so close to Violet, so painfully connected, that I could not stop the questions forming in my head.I walked away and then back toward the king’s study. I could not leave it alone. When Scarlet heard that Violet had tried to take her own life, she had not thought of herself at all. She did not know about the fact that she was pregnant and vulnerable. Nothing else mattered to her except getting to Violet, holding her, and making sure she was breathing and alive. She would not stop until Violet answered her questions herself. That kind of single
Scarlet’s POV“We have to go to the Capital,” I heard Dante’s voice through the fog of sleep.I was exhausted. The baby had been kicking all night, and I hadn’t slept a wink. It was only in the early hours of the morning that I finally dozed off.Now, as I cracked open my eyes, I saw Dante standing over me. Light filtered dimly through the curtains, but it still felt too early to be awake. Rain tapped gently against the windows, a soft and steady rhythm. Everything in my body screamed for rest. How could I willingly wake up? “Mmm?” I managed, not fully awake.“It’s Violet,” Dante said, his voice tight. “According to His Majesty… her condition worsened overnight. We have to go.”“Oh…” My mind was still groggy, but my heart stirred.Should I really go? She doesn’t like being around me. I’ve always felt like my presence makes things worse for her. So, why would I add to her pain?“So… we have to go?” I asked softly.“Yes. We’re flying there,” he replied.I stared at him, rubbing my eyes