Lorelei POV
"Do you believe in prophecies?"
I watched Kaelen’s face carefully as I asked, searching for any hint that he might dismiss the question, but instead, his expression slowly turned serious.
"Sometimes," he answered, his voice dropping into a quiet rumble as he shifted slightly and looked down into my eyes. "Why?"
I took a deep breath, trying to steady the tremor in my chest before telling him everything Princess Nala had said, from the vision of a relentless storm tearing us apart to the strange word Vekhara.
A word Prince Kalu had mentioned meant death is on its way.
By the time I finished explaining everything, Kaelen’s expression had hardened, his entire demeanor suddenly turning cold and serious. His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me closer against him as though he genuinely believed I might disappear from his arms at any moment.
"What do you think?" I asked softly, searching his amber eyes. "Will someone die?"
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, his dark gaze remaining fixed on mine.
"What if it was about your maid? Skye?" he asked, and my brows drew together at the suggestion because, until this moment, I hadn’t even considered it.
"What makes you think she’s the one who was meant to die?" I asked.
"Did she not almost die?" Kaelen asked quietly. "She was poisoned. She was literally on the brink of death. And from what you told me about Nala’s prophecy, the storm was supposed to pull us apart, wasn’t it?"
His hold around me tightened slightly.
"Isn’t that exactly what happened after the incident? I let my anger cloud my judgment, I pushed you away, and you almost left me forever."
As I listened to him, a cold realization slowly settled over me.
It made sense.
Everything we had just gone through over the past few days seemed to mirror Nala’s vision almost perfectly. The storm had come, tearing through everything between us and nearly taking Skye’s life in the process.
Seeing this, Kaelen’s expression softened as the tension slowly left his jaw. He pulled back just enough to press a long, tender kiss against my forehead.
"But now that it’s all resolved and we’re together again, stronger than ever..." He rested his chin against the top of my head, his fingers absently tracing little patterns along my arm. "I want to know more about you. About Lorelei."
I raised an eyebrow, unable to resist the slight tease in my voice. "Not the rogue?"
A soft chuckle vibrated through his chest. "Not the rogue."
A small smile tugged at my lips, but inside, my thoughts were already beginning to spiral. Where would I even start? Should I tell him about the curse? About how I had been marked as cursed since birth?
My fingers twitched against the sheets as memories of everything I had endured over the years came rushing back, and I quickly pushed them down again. We had only just found our footing with each other. Was it really too soon to burden him with something this heavy?
Right now, I just wanted to hold on to this rare moment of peace a little longer.
"Raven said you were being abused."
Kaelen’s cold, stern voice cut straight through my thoughts, making me flinch slightly.
He paused, watching me with an intensity that made it impossible to look away for long. The anger burning beneath his amber eyes was barely contained.
"She refused to give me the details, and honestly..." His jaw tightened as he looked away for a moment. "I’m still too much of a coward to ask anyone else about it. So..."

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