{NOTE: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DUAL POV FROM BOTH THEO AND STORME. HAPPY READING.}
~Theo~
A collective gasp rippled through the room. My own breath caught in my throat. I rushed closer, my hands shaking as I reached for Storme. I pressed my fingers to her throat, feeling for the impossible.
And then I felt it. The faintest, most fragile thump beneath my fingertips.
She was alive.
The room erupted into chaos. Karen shrieked in protest. The king’s eyes darkened with an unsatisfied emotion. The guards shifted uneasily, looking to him for orders.
“This is a trick,” Karen spat. “A game. You saw her, Theo! She was dead.”
I barely heard her. My heart was pounding, my mind racing. Storme had been cold. Still. Dead. And now…
Geenie turned to my father. “My king, this is a great omen. She was
