Chapter 124: Sacred Grounds and Hidden Past
(Grace's POV)
The wind whispered softly through the East Lake healing grounds, bringing with it a familiar calm that I desperately needed. This place had always been a haven for me, a piece of peace amidst the storm of my life.
The air was rich with the scent of herbs—moon-blessed lavender, silvermist leaves, and other sacred plants that I worked so hard to protect.
I pulled my shawl tighter around my shoulders, the weight of my exhaustion from days of endless tension resting heavy on me. My steps led me to the stone bench nestled near the heart of the grounds.
There, I sat down slowly, my hands resting on my abdomen as a soothing pressure reminded me of the twins growing inside me. My chest tightened at the thought of them—fragile live
