The days blend into each other, marked not by sunrises and sunsets, but by sweat, bruises, and power I’d never known lived inside me. Celeste trained me without mercy, her gentle grandmotherly mask long discarded. In its place stood a woman carved by battle, whose eyes held lifetimes of wisdom and pain."Again," she barked as I gasped for air, my palms bleeding as I pushed myself up from the forest floor. My muscles trembled, from exertion, my knees skinned raw, but I obeyed.Three months. of relentless training since the night Marcus broke me. Since I found out I was the last of the Moon Goddess’s royal bloodline. Since I was reborn.Each morning began before dawn. Celeste woke me with a bucket of cold water and a command. No time for grief, no time to sulk. She believed in discipline, and pain, and pushing beyond limits. It wasn’t about vengeance, she said. It was about power, about becoming what I was always meant to be.“You have the blood of queens in your veins,” she reminded me
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