The Fated Series
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And I returned.
A small noise tugged me back to the present—a kitten-soft sigh from the cradle. I peered over the edge and found our little Luna awake, staring up with amber eyes gone wide and wondering. She didn’t cry. She stared, and then her mouth shaped the ghost of a smile that would undo kingdoms when she was grown.
“You’re trouble,” I murmured, heart a chaotic, grateful drum.
Balor stirred, lifting his head, sleep-rough and beautiful, the lamplight turning his hair to a halo. He blinked at his daughter and then at me, something raw and holy lighting his face. “She has your mouth,” he said, hoarse.