Chapter 100
LUNA AQUAMARINE’S POV
Kill you?
Fiona? Of all people?
Her head was bowed, her hands pressed together like she was begging for her life.
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“Please forgive me, Luna,” she said, her voice breaking as tears rolled down her cheeks. “I know how cruel I was to you back in the Moonstone pack. I know I was a terrible sister. But I want to fix it now, I want to change.”
I stared at her, my throat dry.
Of all the things I thought I’d hear from her mouth, this wasn’t it.
My mind fought to believe she was genuine, but something about it didn’t sit right.
Infact, nothing felt right.
Fiona never bowed. She never begged either. Not even when her life was on the line. She was the one who liked to watch me fall, not the one falling in front of everyone.
“You don’t have to do this,” I said carefully, taking a step closer, but she flinched back. “It’s fine, Fiona-”
“No!” she cried, cutting me. She shook her head violently, her body trembling. “Don’t say it’s fine. I don’t deserve that especially when I wasn’t able to bring what you asked for last night.”
I blinked. What I asked for? Last night?
“The attacks were too much, but I managed this from the Treklah forest…”
Tre what?
She pulled something from her sleeve and held it up with both hands like it was proof of her devotion.
A loud gasp rippled through the crowd, startling me. Faces turned toward me, eyes wide.
“She went into the woods?” a maid hissed under her breath. “That place is forbidden. Why would the Luna send her there?”
My stomach dropped. Fiona’s sobs grew harsher, her hands clutching the plant like it was her last lifeline.
“I tried,” she whimpered, her voice cracking again, loud enough for everyone to hear. “I wanted to do right by her this time. I wanted to prove myself. I wanted to be the sister she could forgive.”
My eyes widened.
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More whispers. More stares. The weight of them all pressed down on me. And that was when I understood.
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Every word, every tear, every tremor in her body it wasn’t for me. It was for them. For all the eyes and ears that were now convinced I had sent her to that cursed place, that I had been cruel enough to force her to risk her life, and that I was now standing here unmoved while she bled her apology out before the whole court.
It was all a plan.
She wanted me to look cold. Unforgiving. Ruthless. And it was working!
“No,” I said quickly, my voice rising as panic surged in my chest. “That’s not true. I never-”
But Fiona wailed louder, crumpling onto the floor, clutching the plant to her chest as if she had been rejected by me once more. The sound pierced the crowd, and instead of listening to me, they only saw her pain.
The murmurs sharpened. I caught words now. “Heartless.” “Cruel.”
I felt the floor tilt under me.
My breath came shallow, but before I could speak again, someone did.
“What is this?” His voice boomed across the room.
I didn’t bother to look back.
The whispers silenced, but not for long. Someone murmured something about poison, another about cruelty, another about my supposed orders. It didn’t matter what I said. Their minds were already shaping the story, and Fiona’s pitiful form was proof enough for them.
“Take her to the royal healer. Now,” Alexander ordered sharply, pointing to Fiona. “She looks poisoned. Don’t waste another second.”
Guards rushed forward, lifting Fiona gently. Her tears still ran down her cheeks. Every sound she made drove the knife deeper into me because the crowd was swallowing it whole.
“Alexander-” I started, my voice desperate, but he cut me off with a glare that burned hotter than fire.
“Save it.” His tone was sharp, final, unyielding.
The elders, who had already told me I wasn’t fit to lead, didn’t waste their chance. They stepped closer, their voices dripping with venom.
“Interesting move Luna, it’s just two days and yet, you’ve already gotten rid of one of your pack members.”
Their words dug into me, louder with each breath, until I could barely hear my own thoughts.
“With just a little tip of power, she wants to wipe the whole pack.”
I tried again to speak, to explain, but no one listened. Not Alexander. Not the crowd. No one.
The heat in my chest was too much, shame burning me from the inside out.
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Without another word, I turned and stormed out, Clifford falling into step behind me. I didn’t look at anyone. I couldn’t. Their stares were knives stabbing into my back with every step.
When I reached my chambers, I shoved the door shut and locked it, dragging Clifford inside with me. My hands were shaking as I pressed my palms against the wood. My chest rose and fell hard, the fury inside me boiling over.
“Fiona,” I spat, pacing the room as Clifford stood silent in the corner. “She planned this. She wanted me to look like the monster.”
“Aquamarine-
“I didn’t send her there,” I interrupted. “I haven’t even heard of that name before, Clifford.”
No one had seen her in the woods. No one had seen her prepare the act. And with every second, her story, spread further through the castle like fire.
Worse still, the voices outside my door weren’t whispers anymore. Guards. Two of them talk freely, their words slipping through the wood like poison.
“They argued last night. I heard it.”
“She rejected the food Fiona spent hours cooking and she sent her away. She must have told her to get it last night because while she was leaving she said they would see tomorrow. Now the poor girl’s collapsed and poisoned. If you ask me, the Luna’s gone too far.”
My heart sank further and my vision blurred.
“Just like how she asked for Riogara weeks back. She might be out to take another life.”
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