LOGINEvelynTwo Years LaterThe gardens outside the palace were alive with late-spring blossoms, their perfume carried on a gentle breeze to fill my nose, as my daughter’s laughter, bright and bubbling, carried across the lawn. I watched her reemerge into view, weaving through the rose bushes as she chas
Evelyn The throne room of my father’s palace had never looked so magnificent. Banners in silver and deep royal blue draped from the vaulted ceilings, fine designs embroidered into every piece of fabric. Torches burned in golden sconces, their flames reflected in polished marble floors. The air carr
Logan Two Months LaterThe room was awash with candlelight from the hundreds of candles lining the space. They collectively cast their amber glow on the stone walls, giving our surroundings a soft appearance.Laughter and music poured through the air, filling every corner with celebration. Tonight
LoganThe tavern was alive with laughter. It felt like everyone else there had something to celebrate as well.Around us floated the sound of clinking glasses and the scent of roasted meats wafting through the air. The scene was incredibly jovial and a far cry from the war councils and court politi
“He loves her,” I said quietly, though the words sounded fragile echoing against the empty walls of the throne room. “And you would punish him for it.”“Love is only worth so much,” my father said, the warmth of a moment ago gone. His eyes hardened. “A ruler must make decisions based on what is best
EvelynThe throne room always felt too large. It had been so long since I had been inside the vast, sprawling space, and even then, it had been filled with others for my brother’s princely coronation ceremony when he was fourteen. But now it was just us, my father and I. There weren’t even guards in
Evelyn I woke with the faint gray light of morning spilling through my bedroom windows, but the warmth of it didn’t reach me. The sheets beside me felt barren and cold. The first thing I thought of as I blinked the day into view was him.My body still remembered Logan’s touch, the way he had held m
And then her name was announced.“Introducing, Princess Evelyn, daughter of the Alpha King.”The herald’s words sliced through my sorrow like a blade, so jarring it nearly made me jump. I whipped around to the entrance, and every head turned toward the grand staircase. As I looked up toward the open
EvelynThe medical wing was quiet at this hour, the kind of silence that made every scratch of my pen and every creak of the chair sound thunderous. I rubbed at my eyes, trying to blink away the blur of exhaustion, but the stack of inventory logs loomed in front of me, demanding attention. Sleep wou
EvelynThe crowd was tense below us, holding their collective breath as Emma knelt on the dais. I looked out at the sea of people before us, realizing that they did not understand the extent of this woman’s crimes. So much of the recent torment that had plagued the palace and the surrounding city ha







