Se connecterGEORGINA'S POV, The safe house was on the outer edge of the city, tucked behind a row of buildings that had been abandoned. It was exactly the kind of place that didn't exist on any map anyone important looked at—unremarkable, forgettable, useful. I had three of them positioned across the kingdom
GEORGINA'S POV, I had known Anil for long enough to understand that his greatest flaw was also the thing that had once made me want him, he actually believed in things. Not strategically, not as performance, but genuinely, the way people believe in things when no one has yet taught them how expensi
ELIAS'S POV, I had been in enough rooms like this one to recognize the architecture of a trap before anyone bothered to spring it. Karlson was the provocateur, that much was obvious within the first few minutes of watching him work. He had the particular gift of people who had spent decades inside
ELIAS'S POV, I was seven years old the first time I saw her. My father had taken me to one of those gatherings. The noble families dressed it up as celebrations but were really just exercises in demonstrating power—who stood where, who spoke first, who had the finest clothes and the most polished
ELENA'S POV, Something shifted before anyone said a word. It wasn't loud or obvious, but I felt it, the way a room changes when danger decides to walk in and make itself comfortable. Andrew's warning still echoed in my ears, low and controlled but sharp enough to cut through everything else. Stay
ANDREW'S POV, Something ate at my nerves once we realised that neither of us were ready to move back. It pulled my mind from them and their smug looks. I thought about the bigger picture, the dirty politics that had ruined this kingdom for years. Every deal hid a knife. Every promise was a trick
Lauren wasn’t born noble or selfless. She was a mother clawing her way through fate, doing anything she could to survive. She was only making sure her daughter was taken care of, like I wanted to do all the time when Molly was alive. Yet, between the two of us, she was the one who kept her daughter
LAUREN’S POV,Elena’s smile faltered, and in that small flicker of confusion, I saw my opening. People reveal more in silence than they ever do with words in their lives, and I have always been quick to catch it. It was one of the things my mother taught me as a girl.Elena didn't understand me, or
ELENA’S POV,The air in the lobby had a distinct taste—clean, light, and sweet.The light felt welcoming, in contrast to the coldness I felt in the morning. Even though I knew I was going to win the case, there was a little bit of uncertainty in my heart that was impossible to shake off. Now, it fel
ELENA’S POV,Lauren's sharp words echoed in my ears long after she left.I sat there in the lobby, waiting for Ryan while my brain kept thinking over her words, even when I didn't want to. I was exhausted and hungry, my body felt unnecessarily heavy, and I wanted to close my eyes and fall asleep for







