All Chapters of Whispers Of Ember Hallow: The Luna's Awakening : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

RION POV The council chamber was bathed in a dim, golden light as the evening shadows lengthened outside. I sat at the table, maps spread, but I couldn't focus. My thoughts wander from the day's political dealings to the recent discoveries with Seraphina in the royal archives. The tomes we had uncovered whispered of ancient power, of symbols tied to gods long forgotten—but what concerned me most was the mystery that lingered around Seraphina herself. There was something elusive about her, something veiled, as though she was both present and absent in the same breath.A sharp knock echoed through the chamber, breaking me from my thoughts. I raised my head, my composed expression concealing the flicker of unease in my chest as Kaelen entered the room.Kaelen strode inside with the controlled grace of a man accustomed to command, but there was something different in his step, a tension that could not be ignored. His face was set in a grim mask, the usual calm intensity now shadowe

ARIC POVThe council room was steeped in tension, a palpable unease thickening the very air. I stood with my arms crossed, the strain of my earlier injuries long forgotten, though the ache in my side persisted.It was a grim assembly. The King sat at the head of the council, his face a hard mask of deep contemplation, and beside him, Rion—his expression taut with worry.Kaelen leaned against the wall with the quiet power of a predator, his hands resting on his belt, his brow furrowed as he observed the proceedings with a cool gaze. "My lords," the guard's voice echoed as he repeated the grim tidings once more, "the body was discovered near the southern watchtower, concealed beneath fallen leaves and stones. It appears the poor soul was attacked days ago, but whoever did this took care to hide the remains. There is no doubt this was no random attack."My jaw clenched, my mind already turning over the possibilities

SERAPHINA POV I wiped the sweat from my brow as I finished my solo training session. Kaelen had left in a hurry with Rion and Aric. And I knew it was about the investigation. The entire palace was in a state of heightened anxiety regarding the situation. It is hoped that the investigation yielded valuable insights that can provide a solution. The news of the incident undoubtedly had spread throughout the city. The sun was high today, making everywhere so unbearably hot. My clothes were soaked with sweat, and my bones were aching. I have been pushing myself hard lately, trying to keep my mind off the chaos surrounding the recent events. The empty training field echoed with the sounds of my solitary efforts, a stark contrast to the usual noise of a bustling squad.After the incident with that soldier, they had all given me space to breathe. If I had known that me almost killing a soldier would have gotten them to leave me be, I would have snapped all too soon. But I still fe

ARIC POVThe morning air was crisp, the sun barely rising over the palace as I tightened the straps on my armor. Rion was already on the field, sparring with some of the soldiers. The rhythmic clash of swords echoed through the training grounds. I watched as my friend ducked under a swing, moving with a precision that came only from years of training. "About time you joined us," Rion called out, wiping sweat from his brow. His grin was wide, but his eyes held a challenge.To alleviate the stress associated with the ongoing investigation, we have opted to participate in a training session with the soldiers today. I smirked, picking up my sword from the rack. "Don’t think I’ll go easy on you."We met in the middle of the field, the other soldiers stepping aside to give us space. As soon as our blades touched, Rion came at me with quick, forceful strikes. I parried easily, my muscles moving on instinct. Rion's movements were as familiar to me as my own. We had sparred countless t

KAELEN POVI paced the confines of the dimly lit room, my expression one of intense concentration. The room was sparsely furnished, its solemnity befitting the gravity of our discussion. Aric stood by the window, his gaze distant as he contemplated the situation."It is unlike Rion to be so unsettled," I remarked, my tone measured. "He has always exhibited a remarkable steadiness in both his demeanor and his powers. His control has been unwavering, a trait that has long distinguished him." Aric nodded, though his eyes remained clouded with concern. "Indeed. His powers have always fluctuated, but never to this extent. It’s as if the very foundation of his abilities is shifting. This has never happened before." I halted my pacing and turned to face Aric. "He needs help. We need to get help for him." Aric’s jaw tightened. "I agree. But only a witch can help him. Where can we find one? They are scattered all over the state, it won't be easy to find one." The entire ordeal was both s