Rose’s POV:

Rose’s day was going great, and her night was going to be greater, at least she thought so.

It had been hours after she had left Lucien’s chambers, and she could not resist thinking about the last time she met Aria. She still could not believe that her friend was going to have a child.

Outside her hut, she could feel the sky getting brighter. Rose needed sleep, she knew that, but she had spent the entire night so engrossed in the weave that she did not realize how ...