Rowan’s POV The silver path under my feet turned black. I froze. Kael's sword came up instantly. “Don't move.” I stared at the ground. The blackness spread through the snow like ink. One second later, the trees around us went silent. No wind. No birds. Not even the sound of our guards breathing. Then— Snap. A branch broke somewhere ahead. I looked around the trees. “Father?” Nothing. Kael stepped closer. “Rowan, come back.” But my body wouldn't move. Not because I was afraid. Because something inside me was pulling me forward. My Moon Crest burned. The baby moved. Hard. I placed my hand over my stomach. “It's him.” Kael looked at me. “You don't know that.” “I can feel it.” Another whisper drifted through the forest. “Little moon…” My eyes filled with tears. I took one step. Kael caught my wrist. “Wait.” I turned around. His face was unusually tense. “What?” He looked at the black path. “Something is wrong.” He whispered. Before I could say anything, the stran
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