~Karen~
He stepped closer, towering over her. "You will leave Theo on your own accord. Forever."
Storme's fingers tightened on the blanket.
"You have a choice," the king said coldly, wasting no time. "Stay here and destroy Theo’s life… or leave him forever and walk free."
Storme blinked, slow and heavy, like she wasn’t sure if she heard right.
"If you ever see him again," the king continued, voice sharp, "he will be stripped of his title, his fortunes, and his name. He’ll be nothing. The only thing that he'll be in this Tribe is a disgrace."
Storme opened her mouth, but he cut her off with a flick of his hand. "You will not speak," he said. "Not until you understand what’s at stake."
I watched her closely. She paled, her fingers trembling just slightly where they gripped the blanket
