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“The sickness, it’s spreading East now. Even unmated girls. Some say it starts when they dream of silver fire.” Silver fire. I turned toward Lyra’s window across the courtyard. A faint light pulsed behind her curtains, like a heartbeat. The realization struck hard enough to steal my breath: whatever was happening to her…it wasn’t stopping. It was spreading. And the moon above us—our goddess, our oldest secret—was no longer watching. She was waking, and the world was already beginning to break.

‘’The Crystal throne belongs to the one who would father the first child of the prime hybrid. The Crystal throne belongs to Torin. He had won the trial of the roar even though he didn’t have to oblige to go through it. And now…the crystal throne would have been presented to him today in all fairness. But where was he? Dead. Not alive to see the prophecy fulfilled. She placed a hand over her belly, and her shoulders shook. Calen came to her side and touched her shoulder. Tyler hovered over her, expression one of intense emotion. As he was about to speak.

Nothing can interfere with what I’ve already achieved—the dominion that is now mine. With my right hand, Fenrer, by my side, I walk toward the throne room. The space is vast and majestic, adorned with paintings of the kings who came before me. At the far end stands a massive stone throne atop a grand, elevated platform with a marble staircase leading to it. Behind the throne, the wall is made entirely of stained-glass depicting the phases of the moon. I take in the scene prepared by my soldiers—cameras positioned strategically, lights focused on the throne. I stop in front of it, admiring its grandeur, its power, it's meaning.

The woman glared at me with her crinkly grooved eyes. I definitely hit her nerve. "Well, I am sure. But if you have any doubt, you can check the list of the books on the computer over there. Anything else I could help you with ?" "The wildlife section?" "The left corner, second last row." "Thanks." I first went to the library computers and searched for the 'Myth of The Broken Throne'. And guess what... nothing. Looks like Ms. Brendon is the last option. But how could she even know the story if the book is not completed?

She was Elinor Pendragon, the fiancé of the late crown prince and the one next in line for the throne. It was set in stone for her to have a bloodied path and she didn’t wish for Azeph to walk it down with her. Not after the assassination attempt that made it really clear that she was not safe. She could never be safe, not even if she became queen. That was the life of people in the royal family. This is what it means to carry the royal bloodline within you. Azeph pulled back his hand on her cheeks. “Would you like to watch the sunset with me?” He asked and she nodded,

Nora picked up the folded paper. She didn't open it. She held it. "You want the throne," she said. "Yes." "And you want me to trust you." "Yes." "Those two things are going to conflict at some point." "Probably," he said. "When they do, I'll tell you." He held her gaze without wavering. "I want the throne through legitimate succession. If Caspian fulfills the anchor requirement and succeeds, the succession is his by right and I'll accept that." He paused. "What I won't accept is the succession being built on an arrangement that's being managed dishonestly. But then. if the anchor is being kept in the dark about the terms of her own arrangement

“Is that what this has all been about? You disrupted my wedding and kidnapped me, bringing me here so you could feel important and rub it in my face that you killed my family.” Sergio didn’t speak. “You let me believe I was nothing. Then you chained me to your side, gave me knives, maps, riddles... like I was a pawn in some twisted game.” He finally stepped forward. “You are simply here as payment for a debt owed to my family... You were never a pawn I chose.” “Then what am I?” she asked bitterly. He looked at her sadly. “You're the queen that was never meant to rise.” ************************************************** Suddenly, the manor’s alarm pierced the quiet.

That sly old fox. Couldn't blame him though. I had a knack for getting into trouble almost every time I left the house. The council had even once threatened to confiscate my talisman as punishment for breaking laws. Like I would ever let them. My talisman was an anklet with an emerald stone and strange insignia. Every registered vampire received a talisman from the council which enabled them to walk in sunlight without burning. Every council had a special witch to create talismans for the vampires they oversaw. I was different, I knew it. I never knew my mother. I was found in Lycan Woods by Tiberius who was hunting. Lycans and Vampires maintained a treaty, so far neither disrupted the peace

Chapter 2️⃣ ❤️ A Lie in the Dark ❤️ Lynn let out a slow, tired sigh that made the golden crown on her head seem heavier than it looked. She leaned forward a little on the throne, her calm eyes sweeping across the room full of tense, frightened clan leaders, each one pretending not to glance at the black scorch where the goblin chief’s body still smoked.