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Raven POV Frustration curled in my chest. “But—”“There are things you mustn’t know yet.”The surrounding space shuddered.But before it could pull me away, before the vision could collapse, something snapped inside me.I took a step forward, anger curling around my words. “Then tell me this,” I demanded. “Why did you curse Rowan? Why did you punish all of them?”The goddess didn’t move. But the surrounding light flickered, dimming slightly.I pressed on, my voice shaking. “It wasn’t them who forsook their mates. It wasn’t Rowan who betrayed you. It was their ancestors. So why make them suffer for something they didn’t do? Why not just—” I swallowed hard. “Why not just forgive them?”The silence stretched between us, heavy and suffocating.For the first time since she appeared, something shifted in her expression. Something like… regret.Her voice was softer when she spoke again. “Do you think I do not wish that, child?”I froze.She exhaled a sound that echoed like wind through holl

Raven POV We finally crossed the border into Crescent Silver Park two days after finding out about my pregnancy. We would’ve arrived sooner, but Rowan and Liora were so considerate of me, making sure I was as comfortable as possible. I’ve tried to push my pregnancy out of my mind, to ignore the growing life inside me, but it’s always there, lurking at the back of my thoughts.The place looked almost exactly as I remembered it, but the weight of the situation hit me hard. Considering how I’d been treated here—less than a slave, barely a person—it felt surreal to be back. But I was here now, and this time, things were going to change. The moment we crossed into the territory, everything felt different.I could feel determination coursing through my veins as we made our way to the palace.Rowan shifted into his human form beside me, followed by Liora.Before we could take another step, the sound of boots hitting the ground echoed around us as guards swarmed in, weapons drawn and read

Ansel POV Did the Fae Queen just bow to Raven?My jaw tensed. Something about this didn’t sit right. Not the reverence in her voice. Not the look she gave Raven, like she’d found the moon herself. And not the eerie quiet that followed, like the room was holding its breath.Something was slipping through my fingers. My control, my order and my position.I took a breath and closed the distance between us. My fingers gripped Raven’s shoulders before I could think better of it. She stiffened beneath my touch.“Raven,” I said, turning her to face me, “we’re not done talking.”Her eyes lifted to mine, she looked so uncertain. She opened her mouth like she had something to say.Then she just collapsed.Right in front of me.My hands jerked forward too late, catching nothing but air as her body dropped backwards. For a second, I didn’t move. I stood there frozen, my mind blank and stunned.Rowan rushed past me, fast as hell, catching Raven before her head hit the floor. He cradled her like s

Raven POV The halls blurred around me as Maria led us through winding corridors. Her arms were full of the fabric, sketches, and pins we picked on the way to the testing room—her words were rushed and clipped. She didn’t ask how I felt about any of it. No one did.The Fae Queen walked beside me, calm and composed, like she already belonged there.They took us to a private chamber. Gold-framed mirrors. Velvet seats. A long platform in the middle surrounded by glowing lanterns. It looked like something out of a dream or a nightmare—I couldn’t tell which anymore.Maria motioned for me to stand. “We’ll clean you up first. Then dress. Then crown fitting.”“Crown fitting?” I muttered under my breath, but I stepped onto the platform anyway.The Queen came closer, reaching up to gently brush a streak of dirt from my cheek. “Let them fuss,” she whispered. “Let them see your power." Even if you don’t feel it yet.”I blinked fast, swallowing the knot in my throat. “I don’t want to be anyone’

Raven POV When I woke up the next morning, Rowan was already gone.He’d held me through the night, and I was grateful for that—more than I could ever say. I still felt the echo of his warmth wrapped around me, like his presence had settled into the fabric of the room, anchoring me. Because of him, I felt more grounded today. Steadier.The ache in my chest hadn’t vanished, but it was quieter now. Bearable.I rose slowly and made my way into the bathroom. The hot water soothed the stiffness in my body as I bathed, washing away the heaviness of the night before. I brushed my teeth, combed through my tangled hair, and stood in front of the mirror for a moment, just breathing.The girl staring back at me wasn’t the same as yesterday. I looked more composed. But my eyes—they still held too much.I was almost done dressing when a knock came at the door.“Come in,” I called, tugging at the last strap of my gown.Maria peeked her head in, her usual nervous energy buzzing beneath her calm ex