Lucien's POV
At first, I was worried about Ravena.
Deeply, painfully worried.
She had once held a special place in my heart. A place I had tried to bury, tried to forget, but it was still there. Lingering like a scar that never quite healed.
And now she was here, on the battlefield, surrounded by death and violence.
I knew she had no formal training. She had been raised as the daughter of a tribe leader, yes, but not as a warrior. Not like this. She had spent her days learning diplomacy, strategy, and healing. Not combat.
The thought of her out here, vulnerable and exposed, made my chest tighten.
I had sworn to myself, silently, that I would protect her. No matter what had happened between us, no matter how things had ended, I would make sure she survived this.
But then I saw her c
