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Chapter 37: The Birth

Author: Joel Stephen
last update publish date: 2026-09-03 16:01:14

The pain came without warning, a searing agony that tore through my body and stole the breath from my lungs.

I was in the carriage, racing away from the fortress, Lucian's arms wrapped around me. The rescue had been successful, but the journey was far from over. My captors had been defeated, but there were still loyalists out there, still dangers lurking in the shadows. We had to keep moving, had to get back to the palace, to safety. The horses galloped at breakneck speed, their hooves pounding
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    The pain came without warning, a searing agony that tore through my body and stole the breath from my lungs.I was in the carriage, racing away from the fortress, Lucian's arms wrapped around me. The rescue had been successful, but the journey was far from over. My captors had been defeated, but there were still loyalists out there, still dangers lurking in the shadows. We had to keep moving, had to get back to the palace, to safety. The horses galloped at breakneck speed, their hooves pounding against the rocky terrain, the carriage lurching and swaying with every turn.But my body had other plans."Lucian." My voice was weak, barely a whisper, lost beneath the thunder of the horses and the creaking of the carriage wheels. "Something's wrong. Something's happening."His face went pale, his eyes wide with fear. "What is it? What's wrong? Elena, talk to me.""I don't know." I gasped, another wave of pain crashing over me, more intense than anything I had ever experienced. It felt like

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