Maya's POV The carriage moved like a steady heartbeat across the silver road, carrying us farther from Blood Moon and closer to something I wasn’t sure I was ready to face.I sat beside Lucien, my hands resting quietly on my lap, though nothing inside me felt quiet.Outside the window, the world was changing.Forests of dark green slowly faded into pale landscapes that glowed under the morning mist. Rivers shimmered faintly like melted moonlight, winding through valleys carved with precision no mortal hand could imitate. Even the wind felt different here. It was softer, heavier, as if it carried memory instead of air.Sophie pressed her face to the window.“This place is unreal,” she murmured. “Are we sure we didn’t enter another world?”Finn didn’t look up from his folded arms. “It’s still the same world, Sophie. Just more expensive stones and louder expectations.”I almost smiled at that.Almost.Lucien’s hand brushed mine briefly. Not to hold on, only to remind me he was there.
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