Chapter 114
Zeraphine’s POV
The corridors stretched endlessly before me, each step heavier than the last. The flickering torches lining the stone walls cast restless shadows, their dim glow doing little to ease the tightness in my chest.
My hands curled into fists at my sides, my pulse hammering with every breath. It wasn’t the walk itself that felt daunting—it was what lay at the end of it.
I had made my decision.
Draven needed to know the truth.
For four years, I had held onto this secret, sheltering my daughters from a world that had never been kind to me. I told myself it was for their protection, that keeping the truth buried was the safest thing for everyone. That if I stayed silent, if I kept them hidden, I could spare them from the cruelty that had once broken me.
But the we
