"This isn't me." I push it back. "I can't talk like this. It sounds fake."
"It sounds political. That's the point."
"The point should be truth." I pull out a blank page. "Let me write my own version. You can edit it, but it needs to start from something genuine."
Helena exchanges glances with Kade and Kieran, then nods. "Alright. Write what you'd actually say. We'll refine it."
I think about Asher sleeping peacefully in the next room. About the baby growing inside me. About Celeste dying to protect me from Morganna. About three years of being controlled by Alaric.
Then I write.
"I'm not here to prove I'm worthy of divine favor. The Moon Goddess made that determination herself when she blessed my bloodline. I'm here because the Council seems to believe they have authority over the God
