Ryker’s POVI looked up at him. “You’ll keep them safe?”“With my life.”“And you’ll come back?”His jaw flexed. “Only if you command it.”“I do,” I whispered.He touched my fingers—just once—then disappeared into the dark.By morning, they were gone.And I stood alone again.But not as prey.As Queen.And in the silence before the storm, I prayed not for mercy—but for the strength to burn.The hours after they left passed like ghosts—silent, watchful, always at my back.I should’ve slept. I didn’t.Instead, I paced the length of the war room until the candles guttered low and the wind howled outside the stained-glass windows like the dead were whispering.Kira found me at dawn.“You’ve already memorized every line of those maps, Clara,” she said, arms folded as she leaned against the archway.“I’m not looking at the maps,” I murmured. “I’m watching the pieces move.”She walked to the table, her steps as soundless as a shadow. “You know they might not come back.”I met her eyes. “I know.”And it tore at
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