(Reina’s POV)
The weight of the night’s encounter lingered like an invisible shroud over the entire kingdom. The hooded figure’s words echoed in my mind, haunting my every thought.
"I did not come for you, Carter. I came for the child."
I cradled my daughter closer to my chest, my fingers trembling as I ran them over her delicate features. She was barely a day old, yet the world already sought to claim her.
Kyle stood by the window, his stance rigid, his golden eyes dark with unspoken fury. He had barely spoken since the incident, his mind undoubtedly racing with strategies and countermeasures.
"Kyle." My voice was softer than I intended, but it was enough to make him turn.
His gaze softened when it landed on me and our daughter, but I could still see the storm brewing beneath the su
