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The Lycan king's Bride Chapter Forty Two
Silence settled over the ruined throne room. The weight that had once clung to the air—centuries of power, of suffering, of endless cycles—was gone. The throne was nothing but fractured stone, its magic extinguished. The darkness that had ruled from the shadows no longer whispered in her mind. Lillian took a shaky breath, the reality sinking in.It was over. Aedric’s arms tightened around her, his warmth grounding her. “You did it,” he murmured, pressing his forehead to hers. “You actually did it.” She swallowed, emotions rising in her chest. Relief. Exhaustion. Something dangerously close to hope. “I—” she started, but her voice broke. Fenros let out a low rumble of approval. “The throne’s hold has ended. You have broken the chains of the past.”Lillian pulled away slightly, her gaze sweeping the ruined chamber. The shadows no longer curled at the edges, no longer waiting to reclaim her. The throne had ruled over every Moonborn queen before her. But she had destroyed it. The
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Lillian stood before the kneeling court, her heart pounding in her chest. They had chosen her—not a throne, not an ancient prophecy, but her. But loyalty, she knew, could be as fleeting as the moonlight. She had broken the chains of the past, but now she had to lead. She took a slow, steady breath, letting her gaze sweep over the nobles, warriors, and advisors who had ruled under the shadow of the Moonborn Throne for generations. Some had knelt out of genuine loyalty. Others, she knew, were watching carefully, weighing their next moves. “The throne is gone,” she repeated, her voice carrying through the hall. “But this kingdom still stands. Our people still need protection. And I will not abandon them.” A murmur spread through the gathered court. An older noble—Lord Veldrin, one of the most powerful voices in the council—rose from his knee, his sharp eyes narrowing. “You speak of ruling without the throne’s power, but what does that mean for us? The other kingdoms feared us beca
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Lillian left the great hall with the weight of her kingdom pressing against her shoulders. Convincing the court was only the first battle. The people—her people—would need to see for themselves that the kingdom could stand without the Moonborn Throne. That she could lead them without its power. As she walked through the palace corridors, Aedric followed in silence. It wasn’t until they reached the inner courtyard, away from the ears of the nobles, that he finally spoke. “You were born to rule,” he said, watching her closely. “Even without the throne’s magic, you command them.” Lillian let out a breath, tension bleeding from her muscles. “It doesn’t feel that way. Every word I spoke in that hall was true, but I could see the doubt in their eyes.” She turned to him, her voice quieter. “What if I fail, Aedric?” His golden eyes burned with unwavering certainty. “Then we rebuild again. And again. Until there is no doubt left.” She looked away, the soft glow of the setting sun casting
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The First ThreatThat evening, as the city settled into uneasy calm, a scout arrived at the palace—his face pale, his breathing ragged. “Your Majesty,” he gasped. “A force marches on our western border. Banners of House Durnath.” Lillian’s blood ran cold. House Durnath. A rival kingdom, one that had long feared the power of the Moonborn Throne. It seemed they had wasted no time in testing her rule. She straightened, fire burning in her veins. “Summon the war council,” she ordered. “We ride at dawn.”The storm had come. And Lillian was ready. ----------------------------------------------The war chamber was a hive of tension. Candlelight flickered over the map as Lillian, Aedric, and her generals studied the incoming threat. The scouts’ reports confirmed the worst—House Durnath was not just testing their defenses. They were marching with an army. “A full legion,” General Cassius murmured, tracing the path of the advancing forces on the map. “They’re not raiding. They’re planning
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The battlefield was already soaked in blood when the second army crested the hills. Their banners flapped in the wind, deep green and silver—a sigil Lillian did not immediately recognize.Aedric, still in his lycan form, growled low beside her. “This wasn’t part of Durnath’s plan. Someone else wants a piece of this war.” Lillian scanned the approaching force. They were well-disciplined, their cavalry units forming precise lines, archers ready at the flanks. Whoever they were, they were not raiders.“They’re organized,” she muttered. “They’ve been waiting for this moment.”Fenros rode up, blood splattered across his armor. “Do we fall back?” “No.” Lillian straightened. “We stand.” House Durnath’s forces were already faltering, their lines breaking beneath the fury of the lycan warriors. But if this new force joined the battle as enemies, they would be caught between two armies. She had to act now. An Unexpected Alliance? Before the newcomers could fully descend upon the battlefie
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The war tent fell into a charged silence after the agreement was struck. Aedric’s golden eyes burned into Gavriel, his posture tense, but he said nothing—for now. Lillian withdrew her hand, leveling Gavriel with a measured look. “You’ve secured an alliance. But know this—I will not be controlled, nor will I be used.” Gavriel’s smirk remained, but there was something sharper beneath it. “And that is precisely why I chose you.” Aedric exhaled harshly, stepping forward. “Enough.” His voice was a growl, rough from battle and barely contained fury. “We have won today, but the true war has not yet begun. House Durnath was only the first of many who will seek to challenge her claim.” His gaze flicked to Lillian, something unreadable flashing across his face. “We should return to the capital, strengthen our defenses, and prepare for what’s coming next.” Lillian nodded, her mind already moving three steps ahead. “Agreed. Fenros, oversee the wounded and ensure our dead are honored. Aedr
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The journey back to the capital was swift but tense. Lillian rode at the head of her army, flanked by Aedric and Fenros, her mind heavy with Elena’s warning. Someone close to her was plotting treachery, but until she uncovered the snake in her court, she had to tread carefully. The towering walls of Moonveil Keep came into view just as the sun began to set. The city gates groaned open, and the streets were lined with wary citizens, their faces a mix of relief and unease. News of their victory had reached them, but so had whispers of the battles yet to come. As they rode through the winding streets toward the palace, Lillian caught glimpses of nobles in the shadows, watching her return with veiled expressions. Some bowed in respect, others turned away, their loyalties still uncertain. Aedric’s voice was low as he leaned toward her. “They fear you.” Lillian kept her expression neutral. “They should.” The doors of the great hall opened, revealing the grand council awaiting her.
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The council meeting adjourned, but the weight of treachery lingered in the air like the scent of a storm before it broke. As the lords and ladies filed out, murmuring amongst themselves, Lillian remained seated at the head of the table, her fingers tapping against the wood in thought. Aedric stood beside her, his golden eyes scanning the chamber. "At least one of them knows more than they're saying." "At least one?" Lillian scoffed, shaking her head. "I'd wager half the room has secrets they'd rather die than reveal." Lord Darius lingered near the doorway, his expression unreadable. "The timing of Gavriel’s assassination is no coincidence. His death was meant to send a message—to you, and to every noble who would consider supporting your reign." Lillian exhaled slowly. "Then it's time we send a message of our own." Cassian, standing with arms crossed, furrowed his brows. "You mean retaliation?" Aedric smirked. "She means control. If we strike blindly, we risk making enemie
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The fires in the palace had been extinguished, the bloodstained halls now eerily silent. The bodies of the Black Fang assassins had been cleared, but the stench of death lingered. The battle was won, yet a heavy tension still clung to the air.Aedric stood on the balcony overlooking the courtyard, his arms crossed, his jaw clenched. The moon hung high above him, a silent witness to the slaughter. He should have felt victorious. Instead, all he felt was rage.“They dared to touch my home,” he murmured, his voice low, lethal.Behind him, Lillian stepped closer. She had bathed and changed, the golden embroidery of her gown shimmering in the torchlight. But beneath the regal elegance, she was still a warrior. A woman who had fought for her place beside him.“They were trying to send a message,” she said.Aedric turned to her, his silver eyes dark with fury. “Then I will answer it.”Lillian placed a hand on his chest, grounding him. “We need to be careful. This wasn’t just an assassination
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Lillian did not hesitate.She sprinted down the palace corridors, her heart hammering, her breath steady. The Black Fang had infiltrated the castle, but they had made a grave mistake—they thought she was defenseless.A group of assassins turned the corner ahead, their cloaks dark as the night, their blades gleaming. They didn’t speak. They attacked.Lillian moved like fire.She ducked the first swing, her instincts sharp, her body knowing what to do before she even thought. She grabbed the wrist of the second attacker, twisting it sharply—a sickening crack echoed through the hall as the blade fell from his grasp.With her other hand, she summoned her magic.A pulse of golden energy shot from her fingertips, sending two assassins slamming into the wall. They collapsed, unmoving.More came.Lillian reached for the dagger strapped to her thigh. Aedric’s dagger.And she fought.Every lesson Cassian had drilled into her, every strategy Aedric had forced her to learn—it all came rushing bac
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The night air was cold as Aedric led his warriors into the forbidden lands. The Shadowlands stretched before them—a vast, cursed wilderness, where few dared to tread. The trees were twisted, their branches reaching like skeletal hands. The air itself felt wrong, thick with something unseen. Cassian rode beside Aedric, his golden eyes sharp. “If the Black Fang has truly rebuilt their fortress, they’ve had years to prepare.” Aedric’s grip on the reins tightened. “Then we burn them out.” His wolf snarled inside him, restless. Valcairn had been a distraction—but the true enemy had been lurking in the shadows all along. The Black Fang.They were more than just traitors. They were the remnants of an ancient order, sworn to destroy the Lycan throne. And now, they had Valcairn.Elaria’s horse trotted up beside them. “There’s a blood spell guarding the entrance to the fortress,” she warned. “If we don’t break it first, they’ll know we’re coming. Aedric grinned, sharp and cruel. “Let th
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The air inside the throne room was suffocating. Tension coiled tight, like a bowstring ready to snap. The nobles who had been summoned the night before now stood before the throne again, uneasy and wary. They had heard of Valcairn’s disappearance. They knew what this meant. Aedric sat upon the throne, his expression carved from cold, unyielding stone. Cassian stood at his right, hands clasped behind his back, eyes gleaming with predatory sharpness. Lillian stood at Aedric’s left, her own gaze sweeping the gathered lords and ladies, watching for even the smallest sign of weakness. Someone here was guilty. Someone had helped Valcairn. Someone had known. Aedric let the silence stretch before he finally spoke. “Last night, Valcairn was taken from my dungeons.” The words sent a ripple through the gathered nobles. Some flinched. Others stayed too still. Aedric leaned forward, his voice low and sharp. “Which means one of you made it happen.” Silence. Then Lord Athren cleared his t
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The Great Hall was in chaos. Nobles whispered frantically, guards tightened their grips on their weapons, and the scent of fear was thick in the air. Lillian’s heart pounded as Valcairn was dragged from the hall, his twisted smile still burned into her mind. His last words echoed like a prophecy. "Do you really think I was the only one?" Cassian stayed close to her side, his golden eyes scanning the nobles. He was looking for anyone too tense, too still, too afraid. Because fear revealed guilt, and right now, someone else in this room was hiding a secret. Aedric finally spoke, his voice cold and commanding. “This gathering is over.” The nobles did not argue. They moved quickly, eager to escape the weight of suspicion that hung over them. The guards escorted them out, but Aedric’s warriors watched every movement, memorizing every face. Lillian turned to Elaria. “What magic was that? That… pulse?” Elaria’s expression was unreadable. “Dark magic. Blood magic.” She exhaled. “Valc
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The weight of Aedric’s words settled over the room like a storm cloud. The Royal Court. Lillian clenched her hands at her sides. The nobles had always been treacherous, but the idea that one of them had a hand in breaking the seal—that they had knowingly put the kingdom at risk—was a different kind of treason. Cassian’s golden eyes gleamed with fury. “We need names.” Aedric turned to Elaria. “You said the seal was tampered with before Selene’s death. Did she have accomplices?” Elaria folded her arms, deep in thought. “If she did, they were careful. But there were always whispers of alliances in the shadows. Nobles who resented the Lycan rule. Those who wished to restore the old ways.” Lillian’s throat tightened. “The old ways?” Aedric’s voice was grim. “The age of the Blood Courts.” Silence. Cassian cursed. “You’re saying there are nobles who want to bring back the monsters who once ruled these lands?” Elaria’s face was unreadable. “Not just any nobles. Descendants of the o
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The temple shook, dust and debris crumbling from the ceiling as the crack in the altar widened. A deep, guttural growl echoed from within, something ancient and hungry stirring in the darkness. Lillian’s pulse thundered. Cassian yanked her backward, his sword drawn in a flash of silver. “We need to move. Now.” Elaria stood frozen, her silver eyes locked on the crack. “This shouldn’t be happening. The seal—” A howling scream erupted from the altar. Not a sound of pain—a call. The torches lining the chamber snuffed out at once. For a single breath, there was only darkness. Then, they came. Shadowed figures slithered from the fissure, their forms shifting like living smoke. Their eyes burned red, their bodies twisting unnaturally as they crawled toward them. Lillian’s breath caught. They weren’t just monsters. They were specters of the damned. Cassian shoved her behind him as one lunged forward, its clawed hand swiping through the air—passing right through his blade as if it
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The journey to the Temple of the Moon was swift but tense. Cassian rode beside Lillian, his sharp eyes scanning the darkened treetops, while six heavily armed Lycans flanked them.The deeper they traveled into the sacred lands, the more uneasy Lillian felt.The temple was ancient—older than the Lycan kingdom itself—and built upon the ruins of something even more mysterious. The air hummed with old magic, the kind that made her skin prickle. As they approached, the towering stone entrance loomed before them. Two priestesses in silver robes waited at the gate, their faces shadowed beneath their hoods. Lillian dismounted and stepped forward. “I need to see the High Priestess.” One of the robed figures lifted her head. Bright silver eyes met hers. “She’s been expecting you.” Inside the TempleThe halls of the temple were lined with flickering torches, their flames unnaturally still. The scent of burning incense filled the air, mingling with something darker—old blood. Lillian and C
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Lillian stood over Selene’s lifeless body, her breath steady, her grip on the dagger unyielding. The forest was eerily silent now, the echoes of battle fading into the cold night air. Aedric reached for her, his warm fingers brushing against her wrist. “It’s done,” he murmured, his golden eyes watching her carefully. But Lillian wasn’t so sure. Selene’s last words still rang in her ears. "You think this is over? You have no idea what’s coming." A chill that had nothing to do with the night air crept down her spine. Cassian approached, wiping his blade clean. “We should burn the body,” he said. “Make sure there’s nothing left.” Lillian nodded absently, but her mind was elsewhere. Selene had always been a strategist. A woman who never moved unless the board was set in her favor. If she had been so willing to die here tonight… What had she set in motion before her end? Aedric seemed to sense her unease. He turned to Cassian. “Do it. Then return to the castle. We need to reinfo
