Chapter 150

The light in Noctis Dominia was soft that morning—goldened by low clouds and slanting in through sheer curtains that stirred with the breeze. Inside the chamber, silence lingered like a second blanket.

Ronan slept.

For once, deeply.

His hand rested over a soft curve of baby ribs, and Alaric lay n...

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