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she said. The Queen turned around. "If you want to return to Earth, then you must be ready to take the risk," she said firmly. Anne looked away sadly, lost in thought. "We have been in great pain lately. The humans have been drilling the ocean nonstop, and many mermaids have fallen sick or died. The water is becoming contaminated, and soon we might all die. You must swim to the middle of the sea, kill everyone on the ship, and destroy it," the Queen instructed.

“ Do you want the entire Crescent household hearing what you did?” “She’s still standing, Mother!” I snap. “After all the poison, after all the planning—she still walked out of there with that man holding her like some goddess!” “She’s nothing,” Roselyn spits, her voice ice-cold. “She has nothing. That boy, man—whoever he is—is not going to save her forever.” I breathe hard, trembling with rage. “We were so close. Ranon rejected her, the council was ready to tear her apart. And then—he came.”

The next morning, soft, gentle sunlight streamed into the luxurious suite, bathing the large bed in a golden glow. Sarah felt a slight itch on her eyelids; she blinked a few times before finally opening her eyes. It was as if her senses had suddenly come back to life. The aching all over her body—and in her most intimate areas, that indescribable ache and tingling sensation—all served as reminders of last night’s wild encounter. She looked down to see her body covered in bruises; even her shapely breasts bore finger marks of varying depths.

’ He replied, making me think about Aurora again. ‘I chose Jade, and you need to get over it, especially when we mark each other after becoming King and Queen.’ I ended the link before he could even reply. I was just walking around the garden ruins thinking about Aurora and how much I suppose I do miss her, was the rejection a mistake? Could I take it back or has it been too long? Jade is the right call to become queen. Why, was I now only thinking about this after all this time? I suddenly looked up at the woman who could make me King, she had said something to me, but I was in such a deep thought that I didn’t even hear what she said.

But queens do not get the luxury of nearly. “I am not something that can be taken,” I say. “I will walk into that Trial on my own feet.” The envoy watches us with unsettling patience. As if this outcome was never in doubt. Perhaps it wasn’t. “When?” I ask her. “Three nights from now. Under the Ascendant Moon.” Too soon. Deliberately so. “Prepare yourself,” she adds. “The Trial does not measure strength.” “What does it measure?” Her gaze deepens. “Truth.”

Mary recovers, and despite the terror she has experienced in recent years, she returns to being a sweet, normal woman. The Golden pack loved and adored the queen's parents, and treated them like kings. Everything that was possible to do was done, and when everyone was in their respective places, it was time for the trials. - Tomorrow the trials will begin. Elderly members of packs come to serve as juries. I hope I'm up to it. I will have to hear terrible things again, and condemn each of them to the punishment they deserve. - You are strong, Kat, the strongest woman I know. You were born to be queen.

He read silently and his aura shifted. Ianthe noticed instantly. “What is it? Speak.” Kael read aloud: “By decree of the Throne of Solaris, the Princess shall prove her rightful place as heir through a Trial of Strength.” Alessia’s heart dropped. Eryx scoffed. “A strength trial? What are they expecting—a duel? A war?” Kael continued: “By decree of the Throne of Lunaris, the Princess shall demonstrate control over her dual core through a Trial of Essence.” Ianthe’s eyes narrowed. “So they want to see how likely she is to explode.”

“If you claim to be more than you appear, child, then let the Goddess decide. We elders demand proof. We will invoke the Trial of the Luna.” A gasp rippled through the crowd. Even Kaelen stiffened. The Trial of the Luna was ancient—older than even the Crescent Moon Pack itself. Few had ever witnessed it, fewer still had endured it. It was a test of the bond, of the divine recognition by the Moon Goddess herself. If Aria passed, her identity would be undeniable. If she failed, she would not merely be shamed—she would be exiled, or worse. Selene’s lips curled into a dangerous smile. “Yes,” she said quickly, eager, her voice ringing like poisoned silver. “The Trial. Let the Goddess strike down

But she did not comment, deciding to stay true to the resolve she had reached a while earlier about not changing her mother’s notions about her true identity unless Arethusa arrived at the conclusion herself. It was why the fire essence was absent right now. He went for an inspection upon his queen’s request. She gave this world a sun of its own but it did not belong there in the first place, she was concerned about the effect this sun will have on the living things that had other forms of energy. If it did not fit this world, she promised herself to take it away. But she knew that the fire king would not like that. She recalled his face when they got out of bed and saw the sun in the sky. H

This wasn’t the time. Callia gave a mock pout. “Did you think getting carried like a piece of meat would win you the crown?” I smiled. “You’re just mad he didn’t carry you.” Gasps all around. Her eyes flared. That hit. But I wasn’t done yet. “Is this really what the Queen Luna trials are now?” I asked, turning so the other girls could hear. “A jealous contest over who gets the King’s attention? Because if so, maybe half of you should focus less on gossip and more on being worthy of the title.”