____________________ The room is bathed in a quiet afterglow as we lie entwined, our bodies pressed close. Micah's arms cradle me protectively, and his fingers trail gently through my hair. A sense of vulnerability washes over me, I feel completely raw and exposed. Body and soul. I'm on the edge
Micah’s POV I stand at the edge of the bed, my heart pounding, watching Fiona's body convulse. It's a painful yet fascinating sight. Her bones contort, and I clench my fists to my sides, fighting the urge to reach out and ease her pain. This is something she must endure alone, her transition, her v
Third POV The Great Hall holds its breath as Micah strides forward, his presence radiating an aura of undeniable authority. Jeremy quickly uprights himself and puffs his chest out with the arrogance of impending power. "Micah,” He says cunningly, “you have returned just in time for the enthronemen
"Ah Micah, always the rebellious one," Alara sneers, her gaze locking onto her step-son. "Your constant defiance towards your father was no secret. You've always challenged his authority." Micah narrows his eyes at her. "What does that have to do with my father's murder, Alara? And why were you an
Micah’s POV A few hours ago "Something feels off." Fiona remarks, scrunching up her adorable nose. Ever since Colin delivered the news of my father's death, I asked him to bring over the investigation reports, and Fiona and I have been poring over them for the last couple of hours. "Why did the
She glances out the window toward the front of the coronation hall, her expression shifting to one of disdain. "The same as the days before. He's set up a recliner in front of The Great Coronation Hall and has been lounging there, soaking in the sunshine. And when he's not doing that, he visits the
Third POV The moment Fiona enters, the hall erupts in murmurs and gasps. Jeremy's confident facade crumbles, and he stands frozen, his expression aghast. His face, once smug and sure, turns as white as a ghost. "What is she doing here?" Rowena and Leah exclaim in unison. Rowena's eyes narrow wit
I nod, absorbing Micah's words. Our entire plan hinges on Jeremy and Leah's attempt to manipulate the fake prototype detector. It's a calculated risk, but the potential payoff is immense. Micah and I had meticulously designed the detector to serve as a trap. Fitted with a tiny camera, it captures b