Chapter 119 The Queen's Move

• Luna's POV
• I woke up to light. Real light. Not the dim yellow glow of a desk lamp, not the cold blue of a laptop screen at three in the morning—sunlight. It cut across my sheets like a sharp blade, spilling warmth over my face and forcing my eyes open.
• For a moment, I lay there, listening to the city. Horns in the distance, footsteps on the pavement below, the muffled chatter of people who weren’t carrying the same weight I was.