[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave":3,"chapter-the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-chapter-659":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},924381,1212,"Chapter 659: Sending for The Royal Healer","the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-chapter-659",659,"\u003Cp>[Meredith].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A month had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time in a long while, Stormveil felt peaceful, the kind that was steadier. The kind that settled after chaos had been resolved, when everything that needed to be done had already been completed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday, I received my grandmother’s letter. I had read it more than once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tomorrow is a blessed day.\"That was how she began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, further down, she mentioned Draven—said the fae would be willing to help him secure the Great Wall, though under certain conditions she would only reveal when they met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That part didn’t surprise me. What lingered in my mind was the last line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My dear, Edith... congratulations to you and yours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I still didn’t understand it. At first, I thought it was because of everything that had happened—my long-standing enemies we had crushed, the stability we had restored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would make sense for her to acknowledge that, and yet, something about it felt different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This morning, I woke up feeling odd. Not in any alarming way, just... heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My body felt unusually tired, as though I hadn’t rested at all. Even lifting my arm felt like more effort than it should have been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I remained lying on the bed for a while, staring at the ceiling, trying to gather the will to move. I didn’t want to get up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still sleeping?\" Draven’s voice came from beside me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m awake,\" I murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Doesn’t look like it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t respond. A moment passed, then I felt the shift in the bed as he turned toward me. \"Are you planning to stay there all day?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" I said flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low chuckle left him. \"That’s unfortunate,\" he replied. \"Because I don’t recall giving the Queen permission to abandon her duties.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned slightly but still didn’t move. And that prompted him to lean closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or, has my Queen grown weak?\" he added casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That made me turn my head. \"I am not weak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then prove it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stared at him for a moment. Annoyance flashed through the exhaustion. Yet, with a quiet breath, I pushed myself up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See?\" he said lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t dignify that with a response. The moment I stood, however, the heaviness returned. My steps felt slower than usual, my energy lower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draven noticed. Before I could take another step, his arm slid around me, and in one smooth motion, he lifted me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Draven—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are slow today,\" he said simply, already walking toward the bathing room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t bother trying to argue with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mirror reflected both of us. I stood at the basin, brushing my teeth, while he remained just behind me, doing his own thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But halfway through, a sudden wave of nausea struck. I paused, and my hand tightened slightly on the edge of the basin as the sensation unexpectedly grew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I leaned forward, but nothing came. Only that uncomfortable, hollow sensation. I frowned slightly and straightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the mirror, I caught Draven’s sharp, focused gaze. \"Are you alright?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m fine,\" I said, rinsing my mouth. \"Just a slight headache.\" Then I wiped my lips and added, \"I probably overdid training yesterday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he stepped closer, lifted his hand and rested it against my forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gesture was simple, but his expression shifted almost instantly. His brows drew together slightly, then his gaze lowered to my abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I followed his gaze, confused. \"What is it?\" I asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t answer right away. There was a brief pause, then a subtle shift—faint and unfamiliar passed through the matebond. It was neither mine nor his. It was just something softer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draven’s hand moved slowly from my forehead down to rest lightly against my stomach. His touch stilled there. And for the first time since I had known him, he looked... uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Meredith,\" he said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My breath slowed. \"What is it?\" I asked again, more quietly this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draven exhaled slowly, then his eyes lifted to meet mine through the mirror. There was something new in them. Something I had never seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not sick,\" he said. \"You’re carrying my cub.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, I just stared at him. The words didn’t settle immediately. They hovered somewhere in my mind, just out of reach, as though I had heard them but hadn’t quite understood them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What?\" I asked quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draven didn’t look away. If anything, his focus sharpened. Through the matebond, I felt it—his certainty and instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can feel it,\" he said, his voice lower now. \"Faint... but it’s there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My brows drew together slightly. \"That’s not possible,\" I said, though my voice lacked its usual firmness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’How could I be with child and not know?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned my attention inward. At first, there was nothing, then a strange, unfamiliar warmth brushed faintly against my senses. It was subtle, almost too soft to grasp, but once noticed, it was hard to ignore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draven’s grip, which had moved to my waist, tightened slightly, as if sensing the exact moment I felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You feel it,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I...\" I exhaled slowly. \"It’s faint.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s enough,\" he replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could say anything else, he moved. In one swift motion, he lifted me again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Draven—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\" The single word was firm. \"You’re not walking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked at him. \"I can walk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You won’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no room for argument. His hold on me was secure, careful, but unyielding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the bond, I felt it again. Not just certainty this time, but something deeper—protectiveness. Possessiveness. A sharp, instinctive awareness that shifted completely in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled quietly, letting him carry me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time we reached the bedchamber, the atmosphere had already changed. Draven didn’t set me down immediately. Instead, he glanced toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oscar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The command was heard because, by coincidence, Oscar was actually outside the room. And within moments, he appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Majesty.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please, send for the royal healer. Now,\" Draven said without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar paused for only a fraction of a second, then bowed. \"At once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draven finally placed me down on the bed, his movements careful, almost deliberate. He adjusted the pillows behind me before stepping back slightly, but not far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes never left me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are overreacting,\" I said, though there was less conviction in my voice now.\u003C\u002Fp>",1059,"2026-06-03T06:41:22.628Z","2026-06-03T06:41:29.784Z",1,"novelbin.me","353f485e70b474bac9c0bb07b480c092048a2ef773949fad858b1fcd4ff88a1a","the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-chapter-660","the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-chapter-658",685,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-cover.jpg"]