Diana remembered Ravenna standing before Thorne on the battlefield. She remembered the desperation in her voice. The tears.
The way she had begged him to remember her. To remember their child. To remember himself.
“Of all the sacrifices Ravenna could have been asked to make,” Seraphina continued, “fate demanded the cruelest one.”
She looked directly at Diana.
“It asked her to destroy the male she loved in order to protect you.”
Diana lowered her gaze.
“And she was prepared to do it,” Seraphina said.
Diana's head lifted.
“She would have done her duty. Even if it destroyed her afterward.”
Seraphina's voice trembled ever so slightly.
“That is what I taught her.”
“You didn't make Thorne become the vessel.”
“No.”
“You didn't create Gideon's curse.”
“No.”
“And you didn't force Rav
