For the first time in two lifetimes, I woke without being afraid of what the day would bring.Sunlight slipped through the curtains, painting soft golden patterns across the bedroom. Somewhere beyond the windows, birds sang in the palace gardens. The Northern Kingdom was waking slowly, peacefully, without the sound of marching warriors or the warning bells that had once haunted my dreams.And in my arms, my son slept.Lucian Blackthorn.His tiny fingers curled against my nightdress, his breathing soft and steady. Every few seconds, his lips moved as if he were dreaming of something only he could understand.I watched him, afraid to blink.How could something so small change the entire shape of my world?A week ago, I had been a woman waiting for the next disaster. I had spent so many years preparing for loss that I barely knew how to recognize happiness when it finally arrived.Now I was a mother.I had a husband who loved me, a son who needed me, and a future that no prophecy had wri
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