QUEEN FIRSTThe Sacred House, Ahe’ey
Viviane felt it—her son’s ecstasy, his love, the elation he was experiencing at that moment. She allowed herself one moment of joy. A second where she was simply his loving mother and the only one who shared with him the unbearable burden carried by the royal Ange’el.
She could feel the power of the connection, the strength of the bond between Gabriel and the human. She understood the significance of what was unfolding. She knew that there was no turning back, that there was nothing casual or fleeting about his actions.
The spark of warmth in her heart quickly disappeared, replaced by the cold and harsh judgment of a ruler of a species on the verge of extinction. His happiness was not her priority, no matter how much she wished it to be. She was the q
