Kiss of Ruin
“They answer only to you. That is not unity. That is treason.”
I laughed—sharp, dangerous. “Treason is forcing a queen to kneel behind her king. Treason is pretending equality ever existed.”
Everyone held their breath.
Damian stepped closer, so close ramdam ko na ang init ng galit niya.
“Elara,” he whispered, shaking with fury, “you swore to stand beside me.”
“And I am standing,” I said. “Beside you. Not beneath you.”
Something broke.
In him.
In me.
In us.
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