MISSYI fastened the necklace at my throat and watched Silver Crest repair itself beneath my window.Warriors crossed the courtyard with bandaged arms. Servants carried linens, water, and crates of supplies. Someone had begun rebuilding the eastern wall, though the hammering sounded distant enough to ignore.The pack was recovering.So was I.Before the coup, people had sought my opinion. Invitations arrived before I needed to ask. Women saved me a place at their tables. Warriors treated me with respect because they believed I might one day stand beside Nikolai.Now, every conversation circled back to Anaiyah.The abused Crescent Omega had become the woman everyone wanted to see, praise, or protect. She stood beside Nikolai during crises. She helped wounded warriors. She listened to grieving families.She had not even tried to claim the space.She had simply occupied it.My fingers tightened around the necklace.The coup changed everything, but it had exposed something useful: frighte
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