[Ursa] It was torture, watching the queen as she bathed in the pain of my family, taking unique glee in making my brother’s mate suffer through the loss of a child. I don’t exist, can’t exist in her eyes. For the queen, I must remain dead. And so I hide in the depths of the shadows, my head bent, acting the part of a human slave, waiting for my chance to comfort one of the only friends I have in the world. “Leave her to me,” I say to the other human slaves. They’re all afraid of Kora, and for good reason. She’s absolutely terrifying, even when she isn’t as angry and in pain as she is right now. “Go,” I urge, before any of them see something they shouldn’t. They take Primus’ body away, dragging him by his feet, his body frozen. Wincing, I watch as his head slides along the chipped marble floor. I can’t let myself react. I can’t give myself away. I’ve worked too hard to become this shadow version of myself. Besides, it would waste all the effort it took to get him here. Now that Pr
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