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CHAPTER SIXTY: GAZEBO MEMORIES
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SHARON’S POVThe first explosion shattered the illusion that I had any control left.The palace trembled like a wounded beast, stone groaning under the weight of violence as screams ripped through the air. My heart slammed painfully against my ribs, instinct screaming danger before my mind could catch up.Quickly, I picked up Daenerys and clutched her to my chest. “Shh… shh…” I whispered, even as my own body shook. “Mama’s here.”Another blast echoed, closer this time. Lights along the hallway flickered violently, shadows leaping across the walls like monsters. Somewhere below us, steel clashed against steel, wolves howled in fury, and men shouted orders that dissolved into chaos.This wasn’t jus an attack, it was a war.Roland appeared beside me almost instantly, his hand gripping my arm hard enough to hurt.“We’re moving,” he said sharply. “Now.”My stomach dropped.“No,” I said, pulling back. “What’s happening?”Even though I had a good idea what the answer to that was, I couldn’t
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SHARON’S POVI had learned to recognize my father’s footsteps long before I ever learned what love was supposed to feel like.They were measured. Deliberate. Heavy with authority. The kind of steps that announced judgment before a single word was spoken.I was seated near the window when he found me, Daenerys asleep against my shoulder, her soft breathing the only thing keeping me grounded. The Jordan pack palace felt colder than usual, the stone walls pressing in as though they knew I did not belong here.“Well,” my father said, stopping a few feet away from me. “I see captivity suits you. Must be the only way to get you to behave.”I slowly lifted my gaze to him.Age had done little to soften him. His hair was streaked with gray now, yes, but his eyes were the same, sharp, disapproving, always searching for faults like they were buried treasure.“If you’ve come to gloat,” I said calmly, “you can turn around and leave.”He scoffed. “Still disrespectful. Still stubborn. I suppose some
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MORRIS’S POVI was losing my fucking mind.It felt like the time Aemond took her from me. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t function. The only difference now was she wasn’t pregnant.But that did not ease my conscience because that bastard had my wife and my daughter. I felt so incompetent.There was no better way to describe it. Every hour that passed without Sharon felt like a blade carving deeper into my chest, slow and deliberate. Sleep no longer came easily. When it did, it was poisoned with visions of chains, blood, and Sharon screaming my name while I remained utterly useless.Roland had taken my queen and my princess from under my own roof. What could be more insulting and degrading than that?The thought of that bastard getting his grimy hand on my wife made my hands shake.I paced the length of the boardroom like a caged animal, boots striking the polished floor hard enough that it echoed off the walls. Maps were spread across the long table. They were detailed sketches of the J
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ROLAND’S POVI couldn’t take my eyes off them.The room was quiet in that fragile way that only exists before dawn, when the world holds its breath and pretends nothing is wrong. Sharon lay on her side, her back partially turned to me, one arm curved protectively around Daenerys. Even in sleep, she guarded our daughter like a wolf over her cub. Daenerys was tucked against her chest, tiny fist clenched in Sharon’s gown, soft breaths puffing in and out.They looked… whole.And it shattered something in me.I sat on the edge of the bed, elbows resting on my knees, my head bowed. The candles had burned low during the night, wax pooled like tears on the table. I hadn’t slept. Not truly. Every time I closed my eyes, memories clawed their way to the surface. Sharon stood by the doorway the day I rejected her, her face pale and stunned, her hand instinctively going to her stomach. Pregnant. Alone. Betrayed.I had been a fool.No, worse.I had been arrogant enough to believe I could always fix
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SHARON’S POVI held Daenerys so tightly that my arms ached, but I didn’t loosen my grip. I couldn’t. If I did, I feared the world would tilt again and swallow us whole.The room was large, lavish and even. A bed big enough for four people dominated the center, draped in silks and furs, candles flickering softly along the walls. It should have felt warm. Safe. Instead, it felt like a cage lined with gold.I can not believe Roland had ordered all of us to be in one room.My stomach churned as I sat on the edge of the bed, Daenerys pressed to my chest, her tiny fingers clutching my gown like she sensed my fear. Her breathing was steady now, but every sound outside the door made my heart jump.I couldn’t believe he would do this.No, scratch that.I could believe it. Roland has always had a despicable mind.Suddenly, the door opened and I stiffened instantly.Roland walked in like this was any other night, like he hadn’t ripped my life apart and stitched it back together in his own twist
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