_Zephyr’s POV_The silence stretched between us like a taut wire, ready to snap. My mother’s chest rose and fell with barely contained fury, her ice-blue eyes blazing with an emotion I’d seen too many times before, rage and something else that cut deeper than any physical blow.Shame.She was ashamed of me.“Get up,” Luna Isolde’s voice was deadly quiet, more terrifying than if she’d screamed. “Get up and explain to me how my heir, my supposedly intelligent, careful heir, managed to get into a fight severe enough to warrant suspension.”I pushed myself to my hands and knees, my cheek still throbbing from her slap. The stone was cold against my palms, grounding me in this moment I wished I could escape. “Mother, I can explain—”“Can you?” She began pacing in front of me like a predator stalking wounded prey. “Can you explain how you nearly exposed everything we’ve worked for? Everything we’ve sacrificed to keep safe?”My blood turned to ice. She knew. Of course she knew. Luna Isolde ha
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