Ella POV
Alexander and I spent the day in my family’s packlands with Lexie, a rare moment of peace before the election.
The official statement revealing Lexie’s identity had been carefully crafted—Alexander had asked for privacy for her sake.
The response had been mixed, but most people saw it as a humanizing moment for him, a reminder that he wasn’t just a warrior or a politician, but a man trying to do right by his family.
Still, the media attention had been too strong for Lexie to visit them in the capital. Alexander didn’t want her followed around by people trying to film or question her.
For Lexie, none of that mattered. She was simply happy to have her father with her.
“Come see my room!” she squealed, grabbing Alexander’s hand and pulling him eagerly up the s
