BLOOD & MOONLIGHT

Episode 5: The Forgotten Queen (Part 5)

The Forgotten Queen (Part 5)

The Journal of the Last Queen

The city slept beneath a storm.

But destiny didn’t.

Destiny was awake.

And it was coming for Aurora Sterling.

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The Ruins of Blackwood Books

Felix stared at the journal.

The black leather cover felt warm.

Almost alive.

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“This is a bad idea.”

He looked around.

Nobody answered.

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“Good.”

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Slowly…

He opened the first page.

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The moment he did…

Silver light erupted from the journal.

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Felix screamed.

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The journal screamed back.

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Felix screamed louder.

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The journal stopped.

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Silence.

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“Okay.”

Felix breathed heavily.

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“We’re already off to a terrible start.”

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Ancient words appeared across the pages.

Written in glowing silver ink.

A language older than history.

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Yet somehow…

Felix could read it.

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His eyes widened.

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“What?”

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The first sentence read:

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If you are reading this, then the Eclipse Kingdom has fallen.

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Felix froze.

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The next words appeared.

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And I am already dead.

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Sterling Penthouse

Aurora couldn’t sleep.

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She stood alone on the balcony.

Watching the city lights.

Listening to the wind.

Trying to understand who she was.

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Hours ago she was a billionaire’s daughter.

Now…

Ancient queens appeared in her dreams.

Lost kingdoms called to her.

And immortal monsters knew her name.

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She wrapped her arms around herself.

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“What am I?”

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The question disappeared into the darkness.

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A voice answered.

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“You are Aurora.”

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She turned.

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Damien stood behind her.

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For a moment…

Everything felt normal.

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Not vampire prince.

Not supernatural war.

Not prophecy.

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Just Damien.

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The boy from the bookstore.

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A Quiet Moment

Neither spoke immediately.

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The city stretched before them.

Silent.

Beautiful.

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Aurora finally laughed softly.

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“You know…”

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Damien raised an eyebrow.

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“What?”

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“I miss when I thought you were poor.”

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Damien laughed.

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The sound surprised her.

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“You miss poor Damien?”

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“Poor Damien was simpler.”

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“I still work in a bookstore.”

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“You own castles.”

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“Technically my father owns castles.”

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Aurora rolled her eyes.

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“That’s not helping your argument.”

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Damien smiled.

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For the first time all night…

Aurora smiled back.

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And suddenly…

Neither could look away.

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The distance between them seemed to disappear.

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The world grew quieter.

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Slower.

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Smaller.

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Aurora could hear her own heartbeat.

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She wondered if Damien could hear it too.

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Knowing vampires…

Probably.

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The thought almost made her laugh.

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Instead…

She stepped closer.

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Damien stepped closer.

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Then closer.

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And closer.

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Until there was barely any space left.

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For a brief moment…

Everything stopped.

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No prophecy.

No war.

No destiny.

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Just them.

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Then…

Damien gently kissed her forehead.

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Aurora froze.

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The gesture wasn’t dramatic.

Wasn’t passionate.

Wasn’t reckless.

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It was gentle.

Protective.

Meaningful.

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And somehow…

That made it more powerful.

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Because Damien wasn’t claiming her.

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He was choosing her.

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The Silver-Eyed Stranger

Across the city…

Inside an abandoned cathedral…

A young man stood before hundreds of candles.

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His silver eyes glowed.

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Ancient runes covered the walls.

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Moonlight poured through broken stained-glass windows.

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The stranger stared at a portrait.

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A portrait of Queen Selene.

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His fingers brushed the painting softly.

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“You would be proud of her.”

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A voice echoed from the shadows.

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“Would I?”

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The stranger smiled.

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Because he recognized that voice.

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The darkness shifted.

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And a woman emerged.

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Beautiful.

Ancient.

Dangerous.

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Queen Selene.

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Or rather…

Her spirit.

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The stranger bowed respectfully.

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“My queen.”

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Selene looked toward the city.

Toward Aurora.

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“My daughter awakens.”

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The stranger nodded.

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“The kings have found her.”

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Selene’s expression darkened.

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“And Noctis?”

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Silence.

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The stranger finally answered.

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“His prison is breaking.”

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The queen closed her eyes.

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A thousand years of sorrow crossed her face.

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Then she whispered:

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“Then we’re running out of time.”

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The Truth About the Stranger

The spirit disappeared.

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Leaving the silver-eyed man alone.

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He looked toward the moon.

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And finally spoke his name aloud.

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“My name is Orion.”

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The air trembled.

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Because Orion wasn’t just another supernatural creature.

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He was the final guardian of the Eclipse Bloodline.

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The last surviving general of the Eclipse Kingdom.

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And he had spent thousands of years waiting for Aurora.

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The Journal Speaks

Back at the bookstore ruins…

Felix continued reading.

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The pages turned by themselves.

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Each sentence revealed another secret.

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Another lie.

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Another forgotten piece of history.

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Then he reached a page that made his blood run cold.

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The writing changed.

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The words became larger.

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More urgent.

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Almost desperate.

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The greatest lie ever told was that the Eclipse Kingdom was destroyed by vampires and werewolves.

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Felix blinked.

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“What?”

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He kept reading.

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They were manipulated.

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His stomach dropped.

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The true enemy remained hidden.

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Felix turned the page.

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And nearly dropped the journal.

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Because there was a drawing.

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A detailed drawing.

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Of a man.

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Pale skin.

Ancient armor.

Crimson eyes.

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Lord Noctis.

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Below the drawing was a single sentence.

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Do not trust the First Vampire.

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Another sentence appeared beneath it.

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As if written in fresh ink.

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He is not the monster you should fear.

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Felix stared.

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Then slowly whispered:

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“Well that’s terrifying.”

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The First Chain Breaks

Deep underground…

Lord Noctis stood inside his prison.

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The darkness surrounding him twisted like living creatures.

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Ancient chains wrapped around his body.

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Chains forged by Eclipse magic.

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Chains that had imprisoned him for five thousand years.

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The First Vampire smiled.

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Then pulled.

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BOOOOOOOOM!

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The chamber shook violently.

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Entire sections of the underground structure collapsed.

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Dust exploded everywhere.

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Ancient runes shattered.

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And one chain snapped.

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Just one.

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But that was enough.

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Because the moment it broke…

Every supernatural creature in Silvercrest felt it.

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Dracula stopped mid-conversation.

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Lucian woke from sleep.

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Morgana dropped her spellbook.

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Orion looked toward the horizon.

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And Aurora suddenly sat upright in bed.

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Her eyes glowing silver.

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A voice echoed inside her mind.

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Ancient.

Male.

Terrifying.

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Soon.

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Aurora’s breathing stopped.

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The voice laughed.

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Soon, little queen.

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And then…

Silence.

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The Betrayal Begins

Far away…

Inside Sterling Manor…

Victoria Sterling sat alone in her office.

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She wasn’t working.

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She was waiting.

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A secret door opened.

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Footsteps echoed.

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A figure emerged from the darkness.

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Victoria stood immediately.

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Fear filled her eyes.

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“You shouldn’t be here.”

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The figure smiled.

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“Oh, Victoria.”

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The voice was smooth.

Cold.

Dangerous.

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“We both know that’s not true.”

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Victoria swallowed.

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Because she knew exactly who stood before her.

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And she knew what he wanted.

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The figure stepped into the light.

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His silver eyes glowed.

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Not Orion.

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Someone else.

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Someone much worse.

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And when he spoke Aurora’s name…

Victoria realized the nightmare she had spent twenty years hiding was finally catching up to her.

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END OF EPISODE 5