I paced my chamber like a caged animal, the golden chain around my ankle jingling with each step. My captivity in the Crimson Castle had entered its third day, yet it felt like an eternity. The four walls of this luxurious prison were beginning to close in on me, despite the spacious room and ornate furnishings.
My hand drifted to my stomach for the hundredth time. Nana's revelation still seemed impossible, yet I knew it was true. A daughter. My daughter. Landon's daughter. The thought both terrified and exhilarated me.
"We'll be fine, little one," I whispered, caressing the still-flat plane of my belly. "I'll protect you, no matter what."
The miracle of her existence consumed my thoughts. According to the healers who'd treated me after Vincent's attack, my womb had been destroyed beyond repair. Yet somehow, my Selenia powers had healed what should have been permanent damage, creating this impossible new life within me.
