Todos los capítulos de Lunar curse: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

The hidden settlement was nothing like the kingdom I had imagined.There were no golden towers and royal banners. No grand halls waiting to welcome the princessThere were only small wooden shelters, weak fires, and people who had learned how to survive with almost nothing.Children sat close to their mothers, their eyes following me wherever I went. Some whispered my name. Others simply stared.I couldn't stop looking at them.These were my people and they were starving.A little girl walked past me carrying an empty bowl. Her stomach growled loudly enough for me to hear.She lowered her head, embarrassed."Why don't they have food?" I asked the elderly man who had brought me here."Because we've spent years hiding from anyone who might discover that Lunaris survived."I looked around the settlement. "So this is all that's left?""Not all."He pointed toward the forest."Others live farther away. Small groups. Scattered. We've had to remain hidden.""Because of the people who destroy

The glowing map remained beneath my feet.I couldn't take my eyes away from it.The words THE HEIR AWAKENS were still burning across the stone when the light suddenly disappeared.Everything went dark and the old man grabbed my arm. "Inside. Now.""What happened?""Nothing good." His voice was different. He sounded like someone who is prepared for something.The settlement became strangely quiet. Then a horn sounded from the forest.The survivors rushed toward the shelters. I tightened my grip around the silver blade."Who is coming?"The old man didn't answer.A horse burst through the trees and a rider nearly fell from its back.His clothes were torn, and blood covered one side of his face.He stumbled to the ground."The palace..." he gasped.My heart dropped. "What happened?He looked at me. "The king is dead."For a moment, I couldn't understand the words."King Alaric?" The man nodded."He was murdered tonight."My fingers went numb. My first thought was Caelan.The rider took a

Every voice died at once. No one moved. The silence that followed wasn't peaceful—it was the kind that came just before something broke.A dozen swords pointed toward us.Caelan stood between me and the guards, his shoulders squared despite the faint tremor running through his arm. I could see the exhaustion in the way he breathed, but he refused to step aside.“Lower your weapons,” he said.The captain didn't move.“Prince Caelan, step away from the princess.”Caelan's fingers folded around his sword. “She isn't your prisoner.” he said.“She is wanted for treason. The captain said while looking at me.I stepped forward.“By whom?”The captain hesitated.I caught it. That tiny pause.He didn't want to say.“Who gave the order?” His eyes flicked toward the palace.“The council.”I laughed bitterly.“Of course.”Caelan glanced at me. “We're not staying here.”Before anyone could react, he grabbed my hand.“Run.” We sprinted.The guards shouted behind us.Arrows flew across the courtyard.

The words refused to leave my mind.The prince must die before the Moon Princess can reclaim her throne.I stared at the page until the letters blurred.“No.”Caelan stood beside me, still struggling to steady his breathing after the fight. There was blood on his shirt, scratches across his arms, and a thin line of sweat running down his temple.He reached for my hand.“Flavia.”I looked at him.His expression was calm.“You heard what the prophecy said,” I whispered.“Yes.”“It says you'll die.”His fingers tightened around mine.“It says someone wants me dead.”“That isn't better.” A faint smile touched his mouth.“I wasn't planning on dying tonight.”I almost laughed. Instead, my throat tightened.“Don't joke about it.”The smile disappeared.He stepped closer. “I won't.”His thumb brushed over my knuckles.“I promised you I would stay.”I lowered my eyes. “And what happens when the beast takes over?”He didn't answer. That silence frightened me more than any prophecy.We hurried t

Malrec’s POVThe palace had gone quiet but not peaceful. Quiet in the way a wounded animal becomes quiet before it strikes.Lord Malrec stood alone in the eastern corridor, his hands folded behind his back as he watched guards move through the courtyard below.King Alaric was dead and Caelan was missing even Flavia had vanished. And Commander Garrick had also escaped.Three problems but one solution. We must find Garrick. Malrec ordered.Malrec turned away from the window.“Has anyone found him?”The soldier kneeling before him shook his head.“No, my lord.”Malrec's jaw tightened. “Then search again.”“We've searched the prison, the eastern woods, the old barracks—”“Did I ask for excuses?”The soldier lowered his head. “No, my lord.”“Then leave.” Marlec ordered. The man hurried away.Malrec waited until the footsteps disappeared.Only then did his calm expression crack. His fingers stiffened around the edge of the table.He began to panic.Garrick knew too much. He had been there