로그인Thiago I tried not to look impressed as we entered the place the guest was supposed to stay. I failed. The place was beautiful. High ceilings stretched above us, crystal chandeliers illuminated the wide corridors and enormous floral arrangements filled almost every corner. The scent of lilies linge
I looked from Calliope to Mother. Then back again. If they had come here expecting tears, they’d chosen the wrong day. I was tired. Tired of hurting and tired of being blamed. Most of all, I was tired of pretending these two women had ever cared about me. “How could I get married without you?” I re
Mirellie “I want my husband.” I repeated, not caring that Evander was advancing threateningly towards me. Evander stopped and stood perfectly still, staring at me as though I’d just spoken in a language he didn’t understand. His golden eyes searched my face desperately, almost as if he expected t
Mirellie Consciousness returned to me in slow, uneven waves. And pain greeted me first. It settled behind my eyes, throbbed through my skull, and spread into every aching muscle in my body. Even the simple act of taking a breath made me wince. My mouth felt unbearably bitter and dry, and my limbs w
Lysera I turned toward the window again. The dense forest had given way to sprawling fields dotted with wild lilies swaying gently beneath the evening breeze. Beyond them, towering stone walls rose proudly into view, banners bearing the silver lily crest fluttering from every watchtower. “We’re he
Lysera’s POV The carriage rolled steadily along the forest road, its wheels crunching over gravel as the late afternoon sun filtered through the trees. The carriage was filled with comfortable silence, Henry sat beside me, one hand loosely wrapped around mine, while Thiago occupied the seat across







