The fire crackled softly in the grand fireplace of the King’s study, casting flickering shadows across the walls. Damien stood silently by the wide window, hands behind his back, watching the moonlight glaze over the stone courtyard below. The silence was deafening,too calm for a man whose world had just begun to fracture.
Evelyn sat in her chamber, the one draped with emerald silk and guarded day and night. She hadn’t seen Damien since that night in the forest. A part of her was thankful.
Her fingers moved slowly over her stomach. It was still flat, still untouched by time but she could feel the difference. As if her body was whispering secrets that the world hadn’t caught on to yet.
Adrian’s child.
The thought made her eyes sting, but it also brought a strange kind of warmth to her c
