Aurora's POV
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When Seraphyne sat her down briefly, explaining how she joined the Dark Hand to uncover the mystery behind her dead mate, Aurora didn't know how to take it.
Obviously, it was sad to know that someone had to go through all that to seek closure.
But when the Princess actually had to face the cruel reality of this crooked organisation through her father's death? It was just too much for her heart to bear.
Yes, Arian sponsored the Dark Hand. Yes, her father didn't seem like the most emotionally intelligent man out there.
But he was still her father.
She still looked up to him all these years.
And now he was gone. Just like that.
"I don't think I can afford coming out of this room till the cold months." She scoffed to herself when she stepped into her room, barely registering Seraphyne following behind her.
Her body was sore, her face still twisted with all the crying she's done tonight.
The bedroom was dark, mirroring the darkness swirling in her mind.
