Chapter 29 The Queen's First Move
- The morning air was thick with tension.
- Even the walls of Damien’s estate seemed to hum with unease, as if the house itself could sense the storm brewing beneath its grand, cold surface.
- Ivy stood by the window, staring out at the vast, mist-covered gardens. The gun Leo had handed her the night before now lay on her dresser like an accusation—cold, black, dangerous. She hadn’t touched it since.