The Heart of the Queen: Legacy of The Moonborn
His weathered face betrayed nothing.
I moved toward my seat—next to Ronan—and stood tall behind it, letting my gaze sweep across every man and woman in the room.
“I will say this once,” I began, my voice quiet but firm, each word echoing like judgment. “I am no figurehead. I am the Moonborn, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. I went through the trials, I received the mark. I will not tolerate another act of disrespect or dismissal—not from this council, nor from any of the clans or packs gathered here today.”