Hazel’s PovI went to sleep in my dorm room.That much I’m sure of.My last memory is the soft hum of the radiator, the faint glow of my laptop screen casting blue across the walls, and the quiet chaos of half-finished notes scattered on my desk. I remember setting my alarm, curling under my blanket, and letting exhaustion finally drag me under.But when I woke up…It wasn’t my ceiling I stared at.The air was heavy, thick with the scent of smoke and herbs, something cloying and strange. A chill pressed into my skin, though the surface beneath me was warm—too warm, like I was lying on silk sheets pulled from a fever dream. My eyes fluttered, my chest heaved, and the sound hit me first.Crying.Dozens of soft, choked sobs echoing around me, broken only by frantic whispers.“My Queen—please, please open your eyes—”“She’s breathing—oh, Moon Goddess, she’s breathing!”“Call the doctor, now! Hurry!”My eyes shot open, a gasp tearing through my throat.The noise stopped instantly.A cluste
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