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CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR : A STEP CLOSER
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THE RAVEN KING’S BRIDE CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR : A STEP CLOSER
CHAPTER THIRTY FOURELARA’S POV“I am. I'm fine” I said trying to catch my breath Every head turned in my direction, curiosity sharp and unhidden demanding answers I was not ready to give. My fingers curled into the fabric of my gown as if it could anchor me.“What happened?” she asked, her voice low with concern.“When we are in,” I murmured quickly. “I will tell you.”I did not wait for her response before turning toward the inn, my steps hurried, my mind already racing ahead. All I wanted was distance. Distance from the questions. Distance from the memory of the chariot. Distance from him.Alaric.I followed her closely, careful not to glance around, careful not to collide with him, careful not to let fate place us in the same breath tonight. I told myself I needed space. That I needed time.We had barely stepped inside when Mason’s voice cut through my thoughts.“My queen. Your room is with the king. Valerie will take you there.”The words landed like a blow to my chest.I heard
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CHAPTER THIRTY TWOALARIC’S POVI caught her staring at me.The moment our eyes almost met, I looked away like a coward.It was not that I did not want to talk to her. Gods know I did. The words sat heavy on my tongue. Are you alright? Does it still hurt? Did you sleep? Are you afraid? Are you still… you?But I swallowed every question.Because wanting her was dangerous. Because caring this much already felt like a weakness. Because if whatever my heart was doing turned out to be a lie, I knew it would ruin me in ways I would never recover from.I wanted us to be real. Painfully real. And if she was only playing me, I would lose my mind.The chariot rolled forward, the sound of wheels grinding against the earth filling the silence between us. She shifted beside me. I could feel it without looking. Feel her presence the way you feel heat from a flame you are trying not to touch.“Uhm… uhmm.”She cleared her throat.I almost smiled.Almost.I knew that sound. It was the sound she made w
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ELARA’S POV“My queen,” she said, her voice barely steady as she stepped into my chambers.“What happened?” I asked. “Are you hurt?”She tried to smile, tried to straighten her shoulders the way she always did when she wanted to look strong for me. It failed.“How are you?” she asked instead. “How are your wounds?”“I’m fine,” I said, moving closer to her. “But you were hurt. I saw the blood earlier. Valerie, look at me.”“I’m fineee,” she insisted, waving it off too quickly. “It is my duty to protect you, my queen. I can lay down my life for you if I must.”“You don’t have to,” I said softly. “I never asked for that.”She opened her mouth again, then closed it, as if weighing her words. Her eyes darted to the door.“Something happened,” she finally said.My heart thudded. “What is it?”“His Majesty wants us to start packing. We are leaving.”I exhaled slowly. “Yes. I know.”“Speak freely Valerie, you're like a friend to me” Her brows pulled together in confusion. “Not that kind of l
THE RAVEN KING’S BRIDE CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: A KING PROTECTS HIS QUEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY NINEELARA’S POVI waited for the pain.For the crushing blow. For the final breath to be ripped from my lungs.It never came.Instead, steel sang through the air. A sharp, violent sound that split the night apart. I sucked in a breath and forced my eyes open, my vision blurring as firelight and shadows collided before me. Alaric stood there, moving like fury given flesh. His sword cut through the attackers with ruthless precision, every strike sure, every movement deadly. There was no hesitation in him. No mercy.One man fell. Then another. The last staggered back, fear flashing across his face before Alaric drove the blade into his stomach. The sound that left the man was wet and final.Then silence.Guards poured into the courtyard as if summoned by blood itself, boots thundering against stone, voices shouting orders far too late to matter.Where were they when I was screaming.My knees gave out.Alaric turned at once, his expression changing the moment his eyes foun
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