Stefano's POV

“Fucking Fates!” Antonio’s laughter filled my mind through the link. “Are you seeing this?”

I definitely was. I stepped back, falling into place beside my Luna—my future Queen. To me, she was already a Queen, even to those who knelt before her.

Gianna smiled, a touch nervous, signaling them to stand. They looked as if they’d woken from a long, dreamless slumber, only now realizing where they were and who they were. How tragic that the oath once meant to be their highest honor had become a prison of sorts.

Emiliano huffed, his sound almost a chuckle, as he surveyed the battlefield. What had just happened could only...