One afternoon, Liora found herself alone in the old ceremonial clearing where her parents had been executed. The ground still carried faint traces of blood in her mind, even if the physical stains had been washed away. She knelt, touching the earth, and a vision from the Eclipse Shadow Curse swept over her.
She saw her mother’s final moments — whispering about the bloodline’s true power lying in balance, not vengeance. “Choose the fire that heals, not just the shadow that devours.”
Riven found her there, pulling her into his arms as she allowed herself to cry. “The past doesn’t define you,” he whispered. “You define the future.”
Their embrace turned passionate. Riven kissed her deeply, his hands exploring her body with reverence. He undressed her slowly, kissing every scar as it was rev
