Sara's POV.
The cold night air brushed against my skin, but it wasn’t enough to cool the heat of my troubled thoughts.
I stood outside the grand doors of the throne chamber, my eyes fixed on the dark sky above.
The moon hung full and bright, casting silver light over the palace grounds, but even its beauty couldn’t silence the words that echoed in my mind.
"Slut."
"Disloyal Luna."
"Shameless."
Their taunts clung to me like a second skin, stinging deeper than I cared to admit. I clenched my fists, trying to shake off the bitterness that crawled up my throat.
I had known there would be whispers, that my actions would cause a stir, but I hadn’t expected such cruel words.
I bit my lower lip, my heart thudding painfully. Was I truly in the wrong? I had only wanted to make King Dari
