Dominic’s POVThe first time I really saw her, she was in my chair.Council hall was a circus that morning, all these cranky old voices bouncing off the stone, the usual headache. Normally, I would storm in, bark out the law, end the chaos before it started, and remind everyone who was boss.Except, I opened the doors and just…stood there.She’s right there at the head of the table. My seat. Where I belong. But she sits there cool as anything, cloak draped over her shoulders, silver Luna crest shining. Her face is like a locked door, calm, almost bored, but her hands are steady on the wood while every ancient in that room talks.And for once, nobody was yelling. No threats, no interruptions. She was actually listening. These stubborn fossils hung on her words, nodding along. When she spoke, they bowed their heads like she was some kind of goddess. Nobody was thinking about how she’s the random girl I married because of my dad’s orders. No, they looked at her like she was Luna.I hid
Last Updated : 2025-09-13
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