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2023-05-07 21:21:14
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*Ana*For a heartbeat my words just hang there, fragile as spun glass. And in that awed silence, I dare do something I’ve learned from sitting in this throne for nine years, that I ought not do. Hope.Hope they will take to this idea. Like the few rare meetings when proposals bloomed into applause, the rarer still when a new idea earns wary respect. A handful of small miracles, really, in shadow of Nochten’s staunch stance to stay traditional, but even then. Once in a while, even they had their moments.Moments to be more open minded. More accepting. More reasonable. Listen to me and–This will not be one of them.As soon as I say it, I feel the instant bite back, sharp as a spark in dry straw.“She means to bleed us!”Lady Katya’s voice, sickeningly feminine like silk over steel—cuts through the murmuring first like a knife sliding free. Her eyes, a bright cruel red, fix on me with practiced outrage, as though I have personally inconvenienced her by existing. Not that that was ever
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 124 Ashes at the Gate
*Song recommendation for this chapter: Light of the Seven by Ramin Djawadi**Ana*My gaze betrays me once again.Despite my better efforts, it slides back, quiet as a lie, to the bare stretch of court floor. Where a certain absence has started to take shape, like a physical thing all on its own. Or a mock of what used to be there. More exactly. I quietly correct.To the empty seats where the Celbests used to stand. Pillars of consistency for so many years before—Sir Celbest planted there like a ledger made flesh—silver cane tapping once, twice, in that impatient rhythm of his, as if like any blue-blooded noble that demanded presence and answers. And all the while, Pendwick beside him, stiff-backed and earnest, always overdressed as if fabric could make him just that little bit braver. False fangs in, hair neat, hands never quite knowing what to do with themselves. He would try—so carefully—not to look at me too openly. But like he was clearly holding onto my every word. Not just bec
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 123 It Had No Other Way, Yet Still, We Regret
~good song recommendation: Nettles by Ethel Cain~*Julia*For one sick heartbeat, Julia forgot how to breathe. Nicoli was looking straight at her.At least, it looked like he was. She watched, frozen on the spot, as his gaze held onto the very seam in the wall Julia had just pulled shut with shaking hands. Sapphire eyes trapped her through plaster and wood. With that unnerving precision of someone who might have always been more aware than anyone may have given him credit for.But did he? The thought landed sharp and sick, rattling behind her skull. Did he already know she was there? Did he see the door? The light? Her fingers clenched absently around the papers in her apron. Until the edges bit into her palm through the cloth. Her pulse throbbed high in her throat, hard and loud. Gods, he must hear it. Julia was sure Nicoli would step closer. Any minute, he’d put his hand on the molding and find the give. And then he would pull back the door, see her. And realize she was–Shou
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 122 Not Needed
*Julia*Julia blinked once, slowly, waiting for her eyes to correct the picture before her. Waiting for the very room to correct itself. Because, otherwise, it just didn’t make sense. Because Belinda was supposed to be alone.Supposed to be waiting. For me.Belinda laughed again, quiet and effortless, as if the room had never been anything but warm. Cup lifting for another sip. Steam curling up from the teacups and vanishing, delicate as lies.As if Julia had not just crawled out of the castle’s bones for her.As if the very atrocities she’d just done for Belinda…didn’t matter.Julia’s throat tightened so hard the air scraped on the way in. Dust still clung to the hem of her skirt. Soot sat in dull smudges against her apron. The torn fabric snagged faintly against her calf with each small shift of her stance, and her ankle throbbed where she’d twisted it in the dark. She could smell herself—stone and damp, old corridors, stale wine—crashing grotesquely against this room’s sweetness
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 121 What We Wish We Were
*Julia*Julia did not remember the exact moment when her body decided it was time. It simply happened.One foot shifted, then the other–her body moving all on its own to leave the room. Heels clicked softly across wooden panels as if propelled by some invisible string. Her starched skirts shifted with each step, heavy fabric whispering against itself in a sound far too ordinary for what just happened.For what she had just done.But slowly, without her permission, like too many times before now, that familiar sensation was returning. Like a veil falling over. The one that always came after dark deeds were done in the name of unshakable devotion. The routine slid into place as if it were a second skin. Julia’s lips thinned into a hard line. Her brows falling back into place. Collected, poised, and unmovable in both expression and posture like the perfect servant was meant to be. As if this too would be nothing but another sin she could push down and away. Given enough time. Just lik
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 120 Prt II What We Become
*Alexander* “And the worst sin of all—”Belinda leaned forward, close enough that Alexander could see the tightness at the corner of her mouth, the anger held in the very muscles of her jaw, just as if still restraining herself. Even now and here, as she leaked out the very last of what had accumulated between for too long.The hinge on which everything had swung over both of them like the low hanging dagger of time. Her truest wound. “You brought Nicoli to her.”For a moment, Alexander could only listen. His mouth opened and closed as if air had become something he had to earn, and he couldn’t. Her words hung in the room—You brought Nicoli to her. They were hard and blunt on the surface, yes… but underneath it, swollen and infected, lay a verdict that had been long festering for twenty-two years. Not simply an accusation.But a sentence—sharpened not by Parsal’s desperate tear filled pleas for safety, not by Anastasia’s isolated existence against a court that would never truly acc
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 53 Drunkard
*Ana*"I'm sorry?" The words slip out smaller than I intend, soft and brittle, like a glass ornament held too tightly. The goblet in my hand feels suddenly heavy, as though the weight of the wine has doubled. The stem, slick from condensation, threatens to slide from my fingers. I shift my grip, bu
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 52 Expected But No Better Prepared
*Ana*The music hits me first as we re-enter the ballroom.A waltz—soft but swelling—spins through the air like spun gold, its strings blooming over the hum of conversation and the occasional crystalline clink of silver against porcelain. The moment I cross the threshold, warmth from the crackling
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 51 You're Old Enough Now
*Ana*That was awful of me.The thoughts sits weighted on my tongue as the quiet in the east wing sits like silk over stone—soft, but weighted. I exhale, the sound barely louder than the ticking of the gilded clock nestled on the mantle across from me. Firelight bathes the sitting room in amber war
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*Nicoli*“Mind if I cut in?” It wasn’t a question. A hand landed on Nicoli's shoulder—firm, warm, deliberate. The grip radiated heat through the silk of his doublet, steady as an anchor but weighted with unmistakable authority. It wasn't aggressive, but there was something in that touch that halte
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