LOGINRavena's POV
The duchess took a deep breath and released it slowly.
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Ravena's POV I held Erik, my tears soaking into his hair."I'm so sorry," I whispered over and over. "I'm so sorry. This is my fault. All of it."Erik pulled back slightly and looked at me with those haunted eyes. Then he shook his head and reached for the paper and the brush again, his hand still trembling from exhaustion.
Ravena's POV After our discussion, Evander sent for a physician.An older man arrived within the hour, carrying a worn leather bag, and moving with the calm efficiency of someone who had seen everything.He examined Erik thoroughly, checking his injuries, his leg, his throat, his overall condition.
Ravena's POV We rode without stopping. Without rest. Without mercy for ourselves or the horses.The journey to Ironhold would normally take a full day. But we covered the distance in half that time.By the time the city walls came into view, the horses were lathered with sweat. We were exhausted, but none of that mattered.
Ravena's POV Evander's words broke something inside me.All the grief I had buried. All the pain I had locked away. All the guilt I had carried for years.It all came pouring out."My brother," I gasped between tears. "He might have left someone behind. A son. His fle
Ravena's POV After the meeting ended, I couldn't bear to be around anyone, so I walked to the balcony and sat on the stone bench overlooking the gardens.My thoughts were a tangled mess, filled with the elders' words, the discussion of heirs, and the memories of my family.All of it swirled together until I could not separate one thought from another.
Ravena's POV The situation with Princess Elara escalated far beyond what anyone expected.Despite my decision not to reveal the truth publicly, despite knowing she was just a pawn manipulated by Duchess Marianne, the damage was already done.Rumours had spread like wildfire throughout the kingdom with twisted stories. And Princess Elara at the center of it all.
Ravena's POVWhen I eventually took his hand, his fingers closed around mine like he had done it a thousand times before. Like it was nothing. But to me, it wasn’t nothing. It was everything. His hand was warm, strong, grounding. And it pulled me forward when my legs didn’t know what to do.We walk
Late at night, in his brightly lit office, King Alaric flipped through the reports with an energy that had not been seen in weeks. His sharp golden eyes sparkled with every page turned. The papers smelled of fresh ink and carried the words he had been waiting for. Victory.Beside him, Beta Caden st
Evander's POVAs I led her deeper into the forest, the night wind moved calmly around us, but I felt anything but calm. My chest was tight, and every step felt heavier than it should have been.Her hand brushed close to mine more than once, so close I could almost feel the warmth of her skin. My wo
Ravena's POVEvander didn’t let go. If anything, he suddenly grabbed my wrist, grounding me. “You were crying,” he said in a low voice. “Why?”“I wasn’t…”“Don’t lie to me.”I tried to pull away, but he held on tight. “Let me go, Evander.”“Not until you talk to me.”“You said I didn’t have to.”“I







