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I AM THE LUNA QUEEN

Chapter 4 Meeting The King

Word Count: 854    |    Released on: 07/05/2026

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iac arrest. My heart jumped to my throat, and I almost

, they weren't

several glossy boxes tied with gold ribbons. The smell of roasted meat and fr

ike I had an app

the tray on the table. "We've brought your meal, and

repeated, blin

mine again. "For the King," she said. "You'll

im?" My voice cracked. "As in-

'll help you prepa

some offering being

, they bowed low and slipped ou

he boxes. The

at it. But my stomach gro

is a dream, at least it's

this was-chicken? heaven?-it melted in my mouth. I didn't re

iot I apparently was,

ped open with a c

nd scandalous enough to make a

actual hel

ird-don't even ask. By the fifth, I wa

ear this... for a man

opped backward, staring at the ceilin

fted off, but the next t

ight, brea

said, trying

the eldest speaking fir

nt dry. "Tim

you," she

my feet, my mind spinning. I wanted to run, scream, anything-but

n in it. The steam filled the air, warm and heavy, and

ime. With

didn't ev

to cry-bu

n. And Hazel Trum

like money. Their hands worked fast-rubbing oil into my skin, twisting my hair into s

ied the sash of my robe. "You look beautiful,

mile. "Yeah.

h the sarcasm-or

reathing. The palace was even larger than I expected, with endless c

ed in time wit

we st

arved with the head of a wolf. Its eyes see

iting," the eld

d forward and pus

roared in

hard and ste

hind me with a de

ting golden shadows over the walls. The air smelle

I saw

d by the window

his hips. His hands rested in his pockets, shoulders

nt, I just

as thick-like even t

owly, he

world

one violent rush. My body we

in candlelight, eyes sharp a

could nev

ut in a whisper

sor...N

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I AM THE LUNA QUEEN
I AM THE LUNA QUEEN
“went to sleep a nobody. I woke up a Queen. One night I was just a broke, exhausted college girl. The next, I opened my eyes in silk sheets, with strangers bowing and calling me Luna Queen. The face in the mirror is mine. The body is mine. But the life isn't. The bruises on my wrists tell a story I don't remember, and the King I'm bound to doesn't love me-he loathes me. They whisper that his mistress rules the palace. They say the Queen was weak. Silent. Broken. But that was before me. Now I must survive a palace that wants me dead, a King whose touch burns as much as it scars, and a kingdom waiting for me to fail. The old Luna Queen bowed to cruelty. I am not her. And if this King thinks I'll kneel, he's about to learn what a true Queen is made of.”