Felicity’s POV

The day Valcaryn and Duskwatch were merged should have been the happiest of my life. The entire kingdom gathered in the square, banners waving high, the air vibrating with chants of my name and Theron’s. “King and Queen,” they called us, their voices rising so high I was certain even the gods and those in the mountains would hear it.

My gown glittered under the pale light, the veil heavy against my scalp. Theron’s hand gripped mine firmly, giving me warmth, and when ...