The Lycan King’s Treasured Luna
I have clawed my way too far to bow to a child of moonlight.
A steadier thought answered. You are the shortsighted one. She is Narine, daughter of Aeryna. Her power sings across oceans and marshes, it laces our veins no matter where we are, binding what should be unbound. No false witchcraft could weave this tether. Even the abyss cannot conjure a link this vast.
Sometimes we must know when defeat has arrived at our door. Night cannot war against dawn forever. Another voice added.
The murmuring deepened, folding over itself until I pushed through. Brothers, sisters, listen. Banishment can be undone. I will see it lifted, but there will be consequences. We cannot pretend innocence.
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