Rowan Blackwynd
The Emperor of Evernight Empire has made a grave mistake
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He sat behind the obsidian desk, sleeves rolled to his forearms, a map of the western provinces spread beneath his hands. Candlelight caught the veins along his wrists as he listened—silent, intent—while his secretary read aloud troop movements in a steady voice.
Enough,Rowan said quietly. The room obeyed. A knock. Soft. Timed.
Enter.The lady-in-waiting slipped inside, head bowed, eyes shining with practiced concern. She curtsied low.
Your Majesty… forgive the intrusion.Rowan’s gaze lifted. Crimson. Unblinking.
Speak.She hesitated—just enough to look reluctant.
There has been… an incident. With Empress .The word struck like flint. His secretary stilled.
She was taken ill this morning. The healers found traces of pennyroyal in her tea.A pause. A breath.
They believe it was taken to… end the pregnancy.Silence fell—thick, suffocating. Rowan did not move. His hand closed slowly around the edge of the desk until the wood creaked.
Leave us,he said, not looking at his secretary. When the door shut, the lady stepped closer, lowering her voice.
She dismissed her guards. Refused questions. She would not look at me. I feared for the heir.The candle guttered. Rowan’s jaw tightened, a single muscle jumping. He stared at the map as if it had betrayed him. When he spoke, it was calm enough to terrify.
Summon the High Healer. Double the guard at the Empress’s chambers. No one speaks of this.His eyes lifted at last, fixing on the lady-in-waiting.
No one.Relief flickered across her face—quickly masked.
Of course, Your Majesty. I only wished to protect—
My wife, my ,Rowan finished.
And my child.He stood. The room seemed to shrink around him.
You will remain close to her,he said softly.
Watch. Report.She bowed again, triumphant beneath her humility. As she left, Rowan remained where he was, staring at the empty doorway.