LUNA AQUAMARINE’S POVTwo days passed.Katherine kept fussing, Clifford kept hovering, and I kept lying there with my eyes half-shut like I was still weak. Truth is, the healer had said I was fine. A little rest, no stress. The baby was strong. But I let them believe I was fragile. Easier that way.They thought I slept most of the time, but I didn’t. I watched them move in and out of the room, whispering about shifts and guards, bickering about food or who should sit with me. I laughed softly once, but inside I was building something else. A plan.Leaving.Not now, not while they were watching me like hawks. But soon.So when the night came and the palace fell quiet, I slipped out from under the sheets. The air was cold against my skin, sharp, like it knew what I was about to do. My legs shook a little, but I kept steady.I had packed earlier, small things they wouldn’t notice missing. A little bag, light enough to carry without noise. Some clothes, food, water and coins. Nothing mo
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