Elara’s POV
At the sound of her name, Luna immediately perks up and trots over to him like an obedient dog, winding around his legs with obvious affection.
She glances at me briefly, then back at King Alaric, and her choice is clear. She follows him toward the door without a backward look. I watch with a pang of betrayal as my cat chooses him over me with no hesitation.
“She’ll be back eventually,” King Alaric says with what might be amusement. “She seems to enjoy our afternoon walks through the palace.”
And then they’re gone, leaving me alone in the sanctuary that no longer feels like my own.
This has been happening every day for the past week. Luna, my one constant companion, abandons me for the King. They disappear together for hours, and when she finally returns, she’s well-fed an
