Chapter 169Viona's POV

The council chamber had long since emptied, but I remained seated in my chair long after the torches guttered low. My father and Nicolas had tried to reach me, both speaking in harsh, hurried whispers, but I had barely heard them. My mind felt as though it had shattered into a thousand jagged shards, each one cutting me from the inside.

Mirage's words still echoed, cruel and final.

"You are not my Luna."

"Lilah is mine."

The memory twisted in my chest, sharper than any ...