ログイン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.
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.
Lucien's POVThe marble steps leading up to the palace felt colder than the morning. Astrid, clad in a white cloak, walked by my side with her chin held high and her eyes sharp.As we passed through the bronze doors and entered the throne hall, we saw guards stationed along the walls and the King s
Ravena's POVEvander didn’t move or blink. He just stood there, holding his cup in one hand like it weighed nothing.“Did Lucien ever treat you badly, Ravena?” he asked again.I swallowed hard, torn between wanting to laugh and wanting to scream. I felt too seen, like he had found out something I h
Ravena's POVBefore Evander could respond, I chimed in. “Of course not. He specifically requested to speak with just me.”“But we…” Rhea started, but I gestured for her to stop.“Just… go and rest. We’ve had a really long day.”I sensed their curious stares and their silent questions, and when our
Ravena's POVOne night, the camp was filled with screams and explosions that shook the ground under our cots. I woke with my heart in my throat and the taste of smoke in my mouth. Mira was already holding the lamp, her face pale.We quickly pulled on our royal guard uniforms, made of dark leather w







