ALEXANDER'S POVI stood before the full-length mirror in my chamber with my arms outstretched, while the attendants adjusted the last folds of my ceremonial robes.The fabric was heavy with silver-threaded embroidery. Each design was filled with the symbol of the moon goddess and our house sigil—a roaring silver wolf beneath a crescent moon.I should have felt regal, proud. Well, I did feel those things. Still, my heart beat a little too fast. My fingers twitched at my sides.I was about to become bound, not just by love, but by magic, tradition, and destiny. To Eliza.Gods, I could see her in my mind. The curve of her smile.The stubborn fire in her eyes when she argued with me. The softness in her voice when she whispered in the dark. The way she had nearly slipped from this world when she was injured... I had never known fear like that.I swallowed hard."You alright, Your Highness?" one of the attendants asked gently.
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