LOGINCHAPTER SIXTYELARA’S POV“The king seeks to take a new wife” Guards exchanged glances. Noblewomen looked at me with hidden pity in their eyes.And me?I stood frozen like a fool.Alaric meant it.He truly meant every single thing he had said to me.He was going to replace me.My chest tightened painfully as I walked back to my chambers. None of this was supposed to happen. History never said this would happen. The plan had been simple from the very beginning. Get close to the king. Gain his trust. Stay beside him.But somewhere between his cold stares and rare moments of softness, something changed.I changed.I had fallen for him.And now he wanted another woman.“No…” I whispered shakily to myself. “No, I won’t let this happen.”I quickly changed into a soft silver gown, barely caring whether my hair was properly arranged or not. My emotions were everywhere. Anger. Fear. Jealousy.Pain.By the time I reached Alaric’s chambers, my heart was pounding violently against my chest.Mason
CHAPTER FIFTY-NINEALARIC’S POVToo many things were happening at once.Too many secrets.Too many lies.And the worst part?I no longer knew who to trust.The prisoners had been alive yesterday.Terrified, beaten, desperate to survive.I had planned to question them again secretly because something about their silence felt unnatural. Men afraid for their lives eventually broke under pressure.They always did.But before they could even speak, they were dead.Killed before they could speak.I clenched my jaw tightly.Someone inside this palace was moving against me now and this time openly.I stopped walking the moment a knock came from the door.“Enter.”The doors opened and Mason stepped inside.The second I saw him, one thought crossed my mind instantly.Elara.“Did you see her?” I asked immediately. “How is she?”The question left my lips faster than intended.Mason noticed it too.I could tell from the brief look in his eyes.Because for days now, I had done everything possible to m
CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHTELARA’S POV“My queen... my queen...”Valerie said running in“What happened?” I asked weakly, pushing myself up from the bed.Valerie stared at me with widened eyes.“You won't believe what just happened. Those men in the prison are dead.”The sleep vanished from my body instantly.I sat upright.“What?”“They were murdered during the night.”For a moment, I simply stared at her.Dead?“But... why?” I muttered. “They were already imprisoned. They could barely speak from fear. That was my decision to keep them alive”Valerie swallowed hard before moving closer.“It seems the king wanted to question them. He believed they were hiding something.”My stomach tightened immediately.Of course he did.Alaric was not foolish.If something felt wrong to him, he would dig until he uncovered the truth with his bare hands.And now the prisoners were dead before they could speak.That alone was enough to confirm his suspicions.Valerie lowered her voice nervously.“Do you think
CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVENELARA’S POVI’m getting married.The sentence replayed in my head over and over again as I paced the length of my chamber. The word didn’t make sense.It didn’t exist in history. Not in the memories I carried. Not in the past I knew.My hands trembled slightly as I stopped near the window and stared out at the dark palace gardens. The wind rustled through the trees, making the leaves whisper secrets to the night.This had to be it.The war?The same war Alaric fought in the history I remembered. The one he returned from with a broken heart after seeing me in bed with Rowland.My stomach twisted painfully.If that future was already starting to shift… if events were already rearranging themselves… then I was running out of time.I resumed pacing.Every step felt heavier than the last.I had to stay away from Rowland.That much was clear.Until I understood what was happening, until I knew exactly where fate was trying to drag us, I couldn’t risk repeating the same m
CHAPTER FIFTY-SIXELARA’S POVThe moment he said it, the world inside my chest shattered.“I’m getting married.”For a second I thought I had heard him wrong. The words echoed in my head like a cruel joke that refused to fade.“You say what?” I asked slowly, my voice barely holding together.Alaric didn’t even look disturbed. He stood near the window, his back half turned to me, the fading evening light stretching across his shoulders like a crown made of shadows.“I said I’m getting married,” he repeated, his tone calm. Too calm.My heart slammed violently against my ribs.He had to be joking.This was not supposed to happen. It was never part of the plan. Not in the past. Not in the future. Not in any history I knew.My voice rose before I could stop it.“Get married to who?” I demanded, stepping closer. “Who the hell are you getting married to?”Now he turned fully toward me, his expression cold and distant. The kind of look that made it feel like he had already pushed me out of hi
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVEALARIC’S POVThe worst part about betrayal is not the anger. It is the doubt that follows after.I had convinced myself I was done with her. I had repeated it like a prayer for two whole days. “I disgusted her”, that was what she said. The words still rang in my ears, sharp and humiliating. I had sworn with every fiber in me that I would deal with her. I would make her life miserable just as she had done with mine. And yet the moment I saw her in that hall , something inside me shifted.Her stare was not cruel. It was not mocking. It was not the look of a woman who despised her husband. It was steady. Almost pleading. And when she stepped forward, willing to sacrifice herself for those fools, I felt something twist in my chest.It did not make sense.Something about the whole situation sounded wrong. The missing money. The way it unfolded. The way she carried herself. I was already searching for a way to avert the trial even before I admitted it to myself. I did no
CHAPTER FIFTEEN ELARA’S POVThere are moments in life when silence feels heavier than any insult. That was exactly how it felt in the chariot, when Alaric’s voice cut through the air.“What was that scene you pulled back there…”I didn’t even look at him. “A good queen’s kind of scene.”His brow l
CHAPTER FOURTEENELARA’S POV**Morning light spilled across my bed. By the time the sun finally rose, I was already up, dressed, and sitting still while Valerie adjusted the last heavy layer of my gown.I was getting used to these clothes. The weight of them, the layers, the slow breaths I had to t
CHAPTER THIRTEENELARA’S POVThe letter trembled a little in my hand as I read it again.“You have been invited to the marriage of Princess Anna and Prince Jeremy. Do well to grace us with your presence.”I blinked. Marriage? Who? Why? What did this have to do with me?I was just an innocent time t
CHAPTER TWELVE (THE WOMAN IN THE MIRROR)THIRD PERSON'S POV“What the hell is wrong with Elara?” Rowland’s voice thundered through the chamber. The veins in his neck pulsed as he slammed his fist against the marble table.The Queen Mother didn’t flinch. She only shook her head slowly, her expressio







