The Reborn Luna: Never Again!
“No. We play smarter. A duel is too obvious. We need shadows, whispers, and a knife that strikes when no one expects it. Jake cannot simply die, his death must be a seed that grows into suspicion and chaos. Aarhea must look blind for trusting him, weak for protecting him.”
Amara’s hands tightened in her lap. “Father, please. Enough of this. If you keep pushing, you’ll destroy us all.”
Roman walked toward her, his steps slow but heavy. He crouched in front of her chair, his voice soft but cutting.
“My daughter… do you want to remain in Aarhea’s shadow forever? Do you want to watch her rise while you bow to her, knowing she never truly trusted you?”
Amara’s eyes watered, but she shook her head