LOGINRavena's POV
We rode without stopping. Without rest. Without mercy for ourselves or the horses.
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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.
Lucien's POVIn that moment, I quickly dropped lower, my palms flat on the ground, my voice shaking though I forced it out. “No… of course not, Your Majesty!”“Then tell me, Lucien… is it really just a rumour?”I hurriedly nodded, my head bowing again and again. “Yes, Your Majesty. I swear it. I ga
Lucien's POVFor several days in a row, Ravena was kept locked in her room. Each day, I made sure the servants brought her meals at set hours, nothing more, nothing less. No one dared to speak to her. Even her personal maid was forbidden from stepping close. I wanted her broken and stripped of ever
Ravena's POVI quickly looked away, only to freeze when my stomach betrayed me again with a loud growl. Blushing, I placed a hand on my belly to try to quiet it.Just then, the flap of the tent opened and a warrior stepped in, carrying a large wooden basket filled with food.The scents of roasted m
Ravena's POVLucien’s father sat tall in his chair, his gaze sharp and commanding. “Now that you have come to your senses, you will prepare the wedding banquet for Lucien and Astrid. It must be grand, worthy of this pack’s name. Nothing less than perfection.”Astrid’s lips curled into a smug little







