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ELEVEN

Author: Darcel
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-22 14:15:17

Isla's POV

I hadn’t meant to eavesdrop. Truly.

I had only stepped out of my room to go down for training when I heard voices. Familiar ones. Lucien’s voice had been the first—sharp, edged with fury. Then hers, the woman who had interrupted dinner. Had made Lucien and even Callan react in a way I've never seen them.

At first she sounded smooth, in control, but she gradually began to lose her cool, her composure.

I should’ve walked away. I should’ve turned and returned to my room and shut the door and buried my head in the pillow like I was deaf to their exchange.

But I didn’t.

“You think you've moved on from me?” she’d said. “You were mine first, Lucien.”

It was that one sentence. That’s what rooted my feet to the spot. And then the rest followed, like a slow unravelling. Lucien was shouting something about abandonment. About Elara. About betrayal. He kept saying a name, her name—Tarlyn.

“Where were you when I needed you, Tarlyn?”

“…We don’t need you anymore.”

“Elara… your daughter…”

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