SELENA’S POV“Now, my Queen, shall we finish the murder you began?”Ian's voice came from the man standing before me, but the smile on his face belonged to someone who had died centuries ago.I couldn't move.His eyes were silver now, and the dark mark beneath his skin had spread across his throat. Even the way he held his head had changed. The man I loved was somewhere inside that body, trapped behind memories neither of us understood.“Let him go,” I whispered.The first King tilted his head.“After all this time, that is what you ask of me?”“I am speaking to Ian.”“Am I not Ian?”He stepped closer. Ian's familiar scent reached me, mixed with the cold smell of rain on stone. My heart recognized him even when his eyes did not.“I know you can hear me,” I said, looking directly into his face. “You told me you would never let the crown decide who I should love. Don't let it decide who you are.”For a moment, his fingers twitched.Then he grabbed my wrist.Pain shot through my arm as b
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