Semua Bab The Heart of the Queen: Legacy of The Moonborn: Bab 101 - Bab 110

《》Ansel's POVThe twins were giggling over wooden blocks on the carpet. Their laughter was soft and innocent. I sat in the armchair by the window, pretending to read a book I hadn’t touched in the last ten minutes.Aria and Ronan hadn’t come back yet.Which meant it was now or never.I watched Kael stack a second block on top of the first, tongue sticking out in pure concentration. Talia knocked it over a second later with a triumphant squeal, and he let out a dramatic groan before smiling again.Their bond was so pure. Untouched. Easy.Unlike mine.I hadn’t slept the night before. My mind had been a storm of possibilities and old promises. Selene’s last message echoed in my head like a ticking clock.“You’ve stalled long enough. Finish it. Or I’ll finish you.”I thought I could delay, thought I had more time. But she wasn’t bluffing. She never did.And I was already in too deep.I’d given her too much.Told her too much.There was blood on my hands already.Not that they knew.Not th

《》Ronan’s POVI’ve seen Aria angry before.I’ve seen her rage in battle, seen her stand with blood on her hands and fire in her eyes, seen her stare down men who made kings tremble.But this—this wasn’t anger.This was something else.Panic. Desperation. Grief that hadn’t had time to surface yet.She was shaking. Her voice was hoarse from screaming. And there was this look in her eyes I couldn’t stand. Like she was watching the world fall apart in slow motion and couldn’t do a damn thing to stop it.“Aria,” I said, reaching for her arm. “We’ll find them. We will.”She yanked away like my touch burned.“No. Don’t—don’t try to calm me down, Ronan. They’re gone. My babies are gone.”Her voice cracked on the last word, and I felt it like a blade between the ribs.I wanted to tell her it wasn’t her fault. But I knew she wouldn’t believe me. Hell, I wasn’t even sure I believed myself. She trusted Ansel. But so did I. At least enough to leave the twins in her care.And now...Now we were sta

The room got colder when Cael walked in.Not literally—but it felt like it.He didn’t speak at first. Just stood in the doorway, eyes flicking over me, then Ansel, then Ronan.Then he looked at me like the entire world narrowed down to just my skin.“I’ll help you find them,” he said. “Your children. I’ll bring them back to you, Aria.”I barely nodded.He stepped further in. His voice dropped, softer now. “I love you. That’s all I’ve ever done. In every lifetime, every version of you, it’s always been you. I would serve you, live for you, die for you. You know that, don’t you?”And that was it.That was the moment I wanted to scream.Instead, I exhaled hard through my nose. “Cael,” I said tightly, “focus on the task at hand.”He blinked.The disappointment in his face was so quiet, it was almost comical. But I didn’t laugh.I couldn’t.I was too busy wondering how the hell any version of me—any past life or soul or shadow—could’ve loved this man. Let alone strongly. What was it? What

Two days.Forty-eight hours without Talia’s laugh or Kael’s big, brave eyes.Two nights of not sleeping, not really. Just lying there with my eyes open, hand over my stomach, and a gaping ache in my chest that no one could touch.Lucien hadn’t left my side—not really. When he wasn’t searching the nearby roads and forests, he was back at the war table with Ronan and the others, barking orders and drawing maps and suggesting routes that had already gone cold.It was all useless.They were long gone. I knew that in my bones.Selene hadn’t just taken them on a whim. This was planned. Coordinated. We were already two steps behind, and every minute that passed was like losing a piece of myself.There was a hollow space in my body where the twins should be, and it was getting louder.No one said it aloud, but the silence in the room screamed it.They were running out of places to search.I watched them from the hallway. Lucien and Ronan leaning over a rough-drawn map. Cael standing off to th

The next morning, I sat at the long, cold table in the council chamber, surrounded by noise I didn’t care to understand.They were all talking over each other. Voices rising. Hands waving. Faces red with urgency and fear.“Selene has made her move—”“We must form the allied lines now—”“She has tapped into something unnatural, something beyond—”“We should’ve burned her in the womb—”I stared blankly ahead, jaw clenched.Not because I had nothing to say. But because none of them were saying anything that mattered.Vane’s sharp, tactical voice cut across the room. “We need full patrols on the eastern border. Her forces are unpredictable. If she breaches again—”“And risk pulling more into open conflict?” Ronan snapped. “She still has Kael and Talia.”Lucien backed him up without hesitation. “We don’t go to war while she holds them. That’s not strategy. That’s suicide.”I looked at them both.Their faces were hard. Focused. Loyal.And right.The tension kept rising until Cael finally la