CHAPTER 53

Serena POV

The Summit Hall had never been this silent.

Not during the shattering of the Moon Stone.

Not during the first duel.

Not even when Lucien nearly died in the circle of combat.

But now—

with my newborn son in my arms

and Lucien standing tall beside me, blood drying on his skin, his eyes glowing with a quiet, ruthless pride—

the entire world seemed to hold its breath.

Leo squirmed softly against my chest, his tiny fists clutching at the fabric of my cloak. His skin ...