The Fae Realm
Even though Violet appeared mostly healed, Queen Seraphira still insisted she be taken to the royal infirmary, where Zuru personally examined her.
The healer assessed the princess's core and
In the end, she declared her magic stable. Exhausted, but no longer volatile. All she needed now was rest.
Only then did the cardinal alphas take their mate back to their chambers, where Violet finally drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep.
But while she slept, her mates did not.
They gathered in the adjoining living room, seated around the low table, voices hushed and careful not to carry through the walls.
"You know," Griffin said, breaking the silence, "for once, I'm glad this happened in the Fae realm. Imagine Violet losing control in the human realm. She'd never forgive herself for the lives she might've taken."
"I highly doubt that," Alaric countered at once.
Griffin frowned. "Excuse me?"
