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After our discussion, Evander sent for a physician.
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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.
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 POVI chose not to answer her and instead focused on tending to the cut on her face. Even with the smoke in the air, her eyes stayed locked on mine, shining brightly.“Stay still,” I whispered.I regretted not stopping her from going to the ridge at that moment. But unfortunately, I could
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
Ravena's POVI arrived at the cemetery where my family was buried, my steps slowing as I stared at the rows of gravestones ahead and when I finally reached them, I froze.The gravestones had been carefully cleaned. The weeds were gone, the ground swept, and fresh flowers had been laid. It looked as







