The first verdict
The city quivered under the pulse of the unborn heir. Golden energy radiated outward from Alina’s womb, expanding with deliberate authority, coiling through streets, alleys, and skyscrapers. Every shadow, every whisper of wind, every pulse of life felt the sovereign presence of the child yet unborn. Lucien’s hand pressed firmly against Alina’s back as they moved cautiously through the courtyard. “It knows every move, every thought, every intention. It is no longer reactive—it is strategic, calculating, sovereign.” Alina’s heart raced as she pressed her hands to her abdomen. The child’s stirrings were violent, deliberate. Each movement seemed purposeful, not just a flail of life, but a command of the very world around it. The rival vampire faction knelt at a distance, their silver eyes r
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