Her words struck him harder than any blade ever could.
Enzo lowered his head, unable to stop crying.
Behind him, several of the maids broke into louder sobs, while even hardened soldiers struggled to keep their composure.
No one had ever imagined the royal family would fall apart like this.
"Remember, Enzo... you will meet a girl. When you do meet her, you will know." Queen Jane spoke in a frail whisper, her voice so soft that only Enzo could hear her.
Every word was accompanied by a painful cough as blood continued to gush from the deep wound in her neck, choking her voice and staining her lips crimson. Even in her final moments, she fought through the unbearable pain because there were things her son needed to know before she left this world.
"She is your destined mate... not Elara, not anybody else. She is a Moonseer, and she will be the next Raven of the Moonseer Tribe."
