The next morning came quieter than any of them expected. After the chaos, the fear, the near loss— the Rogue Kingdom felt… still.
Too still. Willow was already in Diana's room when the healer came to check on Diana one last time. She stood near the window, arms crossed lightly over her chest, watching the early light stretch across the unfamiliar land that she now called home. Her home. That thought still felt new. Still strange. But not unwelcome. Behind her, the healer finished her assessment, stepping back with a small nod.
“The Luna Queen is strong,” the healer said, her voice calm but respectful. “Her body has pushed out most of the poison. There are still traces, but nothing life-threatening.”
Talon, who had not moved far from Diana’s side all night, exhaled slowly.
“Can she leav
