The corridor outside Raya’s chamber was eerily silent, the tension palpable. King Rue stood frozen, the shattered vial of poison glinting ominously on the floor.

Luna Laura’s eyes darted between the broken glass and her husband’s aghast expression.

“You lay your filthy hands on me?” she snarled, aggression crackling in her tone as her claws extended in full length.

King Rue couldn’t believe his eyes. He had gotten married to a complete… monster. How on earth had it taken him this long to see what this woman truly was?

“Laura… what have you done?” he snapped, his eyes blazing.

Laura’s facade cracked, her voice laced with venom.

“What I should...