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2023-05-07 21:21:14
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Will Bear the Moon Chapter 117 A Cry Unheard
*Belinda*The latch caught for a half moment, as if offering one last protest, before the hinges finally gave.Afterward, the door gave no more resistance. It closed with a small shudder that was polite, almost nothing. Yet as it did, Belinda felt the change immediately. The corridor thinned behind her, the brief conversation she had just endured dimming to a muffled hush, muted and starved, as the wood sealed shut like a jar twisted tight.So nothing could get out. Or get in and see exactly what was inside. Like the castle herself knew better what secrets were permitted in its halls… and what was best kept out of sight.Even if it meant lying.Belinda did not look back. She did not need to. In her mind, the scene in the hall was already folding onto itself. The sound of Nicoli’s quick, hopeful voice; the angle of his shoulders when he tried not to look needy even when he was younger. The way he’d forced himself to stand straight even though he’d been hollowed by worry for the past f
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 116 The Last Days
*Nicoli*Nicoli was already on his feet and moving when the post horse reached the courtyard below.He did not wait for the usual procession to unfold—like the rider dismounting stiffly from the saddle, of the stableboy hurrying in, the servant summoned to carry the day’s correspondence upstairs in neat, indifferent stacks. After so many years of measuring afternoons by the sound of hooves striking stone and the creak of leather, the nearly eighteen year old was well accustomed to how long the entire line of command took. Enough that he needed no clock or to lean from the window like a child of the past. Rather, his body seemed to know before the rest of him did. And he trusted his instincts.Instinct, lately, was the only thing that still felt honest in these dark and confusing days. Everything else had become muddied.The days themselves seemed to move differently now, as though grief had altered the passage of time inside Dawny’s walls. Servants had learned to soften their footste
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 115 Prt. II Clenched Fists
*Nugen*“And you’re her father,” The words drove straight through every defense Nugen had ever built—every glossy piece of armor to carry a careful silence, every sword sharpened to hold secret he’d forged into the very metal.Because in the end. One single sentence was all it could take. One undeniable truth spoke on the wrong lips.For a sick second, the corridor dissolved.He was twenty-two years back. He could smell that fleeting morning again—dry salt and horse sweat and sunbaked stone. He could hear the carriage door as it shut with that soft, a final thunk that never sounded final until it was too late. Dawny’s blue sigil gleamed on the lacquered panel, catching the breaking first streams of sunset like a promise made pretty for strangers. But it wasn’t the door that kept his focus. It was the precious cargo that took her seat within. Strong and firm, belly swollen as she moved with muted grace yet still, her head was held high even then.But at last she could not resist one
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 115 He Can't Take It Back
*Admiral Nugen*Court did not simply end.It only emptied, after a punishable stretch of time , like a reluctant bleed. Like marrow slipping out of a broken bone after the crack had already been heard.And then, at last, the carved doors yielded. Like a great beast, exhaling out to the halls beyond the courtroom.Nobles poured out into the corridors in a red flood, spilling velvet and fur and polished boots across marble, their movement bringing sound back into the palace: fine leather soles ticking in quick clusters, the soft drag of layered skirts, the clink of goblets and rings and jewelry that had been held too still during the announcement. Their laughter returned in full—unbridled and bright, still lingering on their fangs like a bad taste that they insisted was sweet.Voices rose as they walked. Careless gossip as always. Quick predictions. A dozen versions of the same event, asked in murmurs just low enough to pretend it wasn’t dancing with treason.Did you hear that?Did you
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 114 She Knows
*Anastasia* “We both are.”The last words land like a plate clattering down to the floor. Smashing and splintering into a thousand pieces that echo against the very walls.And for a heartbeat, even the room doesn’t seem to understand what it has just heard. The silence that follows is not respectful—it is blank, stunned, as if the court itself has forgotten what comes after those words. Like losing the next line to the script we’ve all gone by till now.And whereas, I am the one most in the dark.Then the reactions begin. Small from below the dias, wrapped in involuntary sounds. As if the news slowly and finaly takes a form. The court began to break from its stuporA breath catches on a fang somewhere below. A goblet knocks softly against a table as a hand tightens too fast. Someone’s sleeve brushes a neighbor in the sudden shift of bodies, and the fabric makes a quiet rasp that feels indecently loud. The firepits hiss and pop, too bright, too greedy, their heat suddenly irrelevant a
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 113 She Hears
*Anastasia*Mykhol’s hand remains firmly at my waist even after we reach the last step of the dias.His warmth leaks through the very fabric of my gown. It’s a steady and deliberate pressure that should be unnecessary and yet becomes, to my own begrudging admittance, a balance point my body readily accepts before I can. It’s almost shameful enough to hate it, the weakness, mine, can accept room for him like this.But my legs, still rebuilding their trust in me, do not argue as fiercely as my pride does. And it does not help that the dias feels absurdly higher than I remember. It’s not in measurement, it’s not as though the dias grew in the last three days like some plant, of course not. But I mean by the effort it takes to climb them. I feel it all the more. Each step a small negotiation with my hips, with the dull ache at the base of my spine, with the faint swim of dizziness that threatens if I lift too quickly.Thus, it comes as no surprise that our steps blend together in one s
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 56 The False Rescue Prt II
*Naska*The fire hissed and spat in the hearth, a log shifting with a violent crack that sent sparks spiraling into the air like dying stars. For one blazing moment, the chamber blazed with amber light—illuminating everything in stark, merciless detail before plunging back into shadow. The brief fl
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 55 The False Rescue
*MYKHOL* If Mykhol could move any faster, he would have. Every step that carried them away from the Great Hall—away from the suffocating blue eyes, from the endless noise and speculation—felt like stealing something forbidden and delicious. Each stride was a victory, his leather boots striking th
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 54 Lightening Bolt
*ANA*“Their Engaged?”The words splinter in my throat like a fishbone, sharp and unforgiving. I freeze, my breath catching like a thread pulled too tight, the air suddenly thick as honey in my lungs. My lips part, trembling at the edges, but nothing comes out except the faintest whisper of exhale.
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
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