"Where were you?"
Just that one question shattered the final thread Arianna had been holding onto—the last bit of strength keeping her from breaking under the weight of everything she had just learned.
Her breath hitched, and her heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst through her chest. She couldn’t bring herself to meet his eyes.
Not because of the King's commanding presence, but because of how cruel the heavens had been to her.
"I..." Her lips trembled, barely forming the word.
Where could she even begin?
That she was born out of wedlock, a product of lust under a full moon.
That her biological mother was Drakora, who hated her from the moment she was born?
That everything she believed growing up was a lie?
That her Ouroboros side was mated to King Duncan—who hated th
