ELYSIA’S POVDanearo didn’t claim the boy.And yet, he hadn’t denied it either.He’d let Naia and the child into the Keep, given them rooms in the west wing, close enough to be watched, far enough that no one could call them family.Three days, and not a word. Three days of silence thick enough to choke on.“Who are you?” He’d asked.“I am Naia,” she said, her voice carrying clear as a bell. “Blood of the goddess, truth-seeker, and bearer of judgment on this cursed Keep.”But, I already knew that. How? I didn’t know.She shoved the boy forward, her voice ringing like a blade. “You speak of heirs. Of blessings. Of curses. But look here! Look at the blood the goddess has already sent. His eyes mark him. His blood claims him.”Kayla broke then, her composure shattering. “Lies! He’s no son of yours! She brings a demon child to steal my place!” She clutched her stomach tighter, tears streaking her painted face. “I carry the heir. Me! The goddess chose me! Me!”Hazel touched her arm, quieti
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