LOGINPOV: AVA“That’s what I’d like to know,” Mira said. “Give me until tomorrow. Let me send a team ahead.”“Do it.”He paused. “You’re not canceling?”“No.” I folded the letter and tucked it away. “But I won’t walk into that house blind. I want to know who’s inside, who’s been inside, and why they picked a dead man’s home instead of somewhere neutral. If I understand that, I’ll understand what kind of meeting this is.”He bowed and left.The team went out at noon and came back before dark. Mira didn’t wait for me to ask.“There’s no army waiting in there,” he said. “But the house isn’t empty. There are fresh tire marks by the back entrance. And someone cleared out one of the rooms. It was full of broken furniture a month ago. Now it’s bare.”“So it's been used recently.”“Very recently.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “They told us it was abandoned but it isn’t.”“Do you think it’s a trap?”“I think I don’t know who’s been living there. And I’d rather not find out in the middle of a mee
AVA“Without me,” Darius said.He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t have to. I knew him well enough by now to hear what he was holding back, and it was a lot.The guard bowed himself out, and the room went quiet. Mira stayed by the door with the forged paper, pretending to study it.“You want to go alone?” Darius asked.“I want them to talk.”“Those aren’t the same thing.”“I know.”“Then why are we arguing?”“Because you keep looking at me like I’m already on my way to my own funeral.”He turned away, jaw tight. I knew he trusted me to handle myself. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was that the people asking for this meeting had already stolen our supplies, taken our soldiers, and threatened my kingdom in writing.I would have felt the same if it were him.“If you walk in with Hollow Fang warriors at your back,” I said gently, “they’ll call it an invasion. They’ll use your face as an excuse to leave. And I’ll never find out what they actually want.”“So you go in with nothing.”
AVA“Proof,” I said. “Proof of what?”Mira shifted his weight. “That’s the trouble, my Queen. He hasn’t shown anyone yet. He only says it exists.”“Then tell me what he is saying.”“That the Lunar Queen means to wipe out the old royal families.” He said it flatly, like a man reading out his own sentence. “That you’ll hunt down every clerk, every guard, every cook who ever served a king.”The picture shook a little in my hand, and I set it down before anyone noticed.It wasn’t true. But the elders’ sentences had given the lie just enough weight to stand on, and now it was walking. Maybe the soldiers, the stolen wagon, and the three days had all been built to turn the East against me before I could earn a single friend there.“I want every word he’s said,” I told Mira. “Written down. Names too, whoever is repeating it. And whatever he claims to have.”“Yes, my Queen.”“And no public denial yet. Not until I know what I’m answering.” I pressed my fingers to my eyes. “If I rush out and sho
AVA“Twelve riders,” I said. “No more.”Darius stared at me across the map table. “Twelve.”“I’m not sending an army into the East, not when one wrong move could set the whole land on fire. I need eyes. I need to know where our men are and whether those families are in danger right now.”“And if the riders don’t come back?”“Then I’ll know that too.”He rubbed his jaw. I could see how much he hated it. He wanted to say no, and he wanted to tell me to wait, and he wanted to ride out there himself. But he didn’t try to overrule me. He only pulled the map closer.“Fine,” he said. “But I choose the route. You get a rider on every hill between them and us, so you hear from them quickly. And if anything goes wrong, they have a clear way out. No heroics.”“Deal.”He picked the team that night, man by man. I didn’t sleep much. Neither did he.They came back two days later, dusty and tired, with someone I hadn’t expected.The captain made his report in the council chamber. The families at the
AVA“Release them,” the first adviser said. “Just for now. We bring the elders back later, once things calm down.”“Send soldiers east,” said another, slamming his hand on the table. “Take the wagon back and hang the men who stopped it. Let them see what happens.”“Or we blame the old king’s advisers,” a third put in. “Publicly. We promise the Eastern packs that nobody is going to occupy their land.”I sat at the head of the table and listened to all of it. Three days. That was what the letter gave me. Three days to decide between breaking my own judgment or watching families go hungry.Everyone in that room had a solution. None of them would be the one lying awake at night if it went wrong. I could feel them all watching me, waiting for me to pick one and make it mine.“Let me ask something,” I said, and the voices dropped. “If the East does what they’ve threatened, what happens to the communities on that list?”Nobody answered.The silence stretched until the old man cleared his thr
POV: AVA“Say it again,” I said. “Slowly.”The soldier lay on the healer’s cot, his face gray under the lamplight. They had cleaned the cut on his cheek, but his hands still wouldn’t stop shaking. I pulled a stool beside him and sat down myself. I didn’t want him looking up at a queen. I wanted him to see someone who was listening.“They called him Your Highness,” he whispered. “Only once. But I heard it.”Your Highness. Not a raider’s title. Not a bandit’s. Someone with blood, or at least with a name that men would obey.I kept my face still. A dozen faces from the defeated royal families flashed through my mind, and I pushed every one of them away. I knew what it felt like to be judged by other people’s guesses. I wasn’t going to do that to someone else.“Tell me what you remember about him.”“Not much.” He licked his dry lips. “Dark coat over his uniform. His face was half covered. He never touched a weapon. He just stood back and watched while the others took the wagon.”“Did he s







