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Chapter Three
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2026-01-13 00:47:21Rowan POV:
The Clarion Assembly doesn’t call them enforcers.They don’t call them wardens, or judges, or the kind of names that make people spit when they say them. They call them Witnesses, like it’s holy work, like standing near someone’s private choices and recording them is some sacred fucking burden.The name makes my teeth itch.I don’t go in as myself.Not fully.I change my posture first. Shoulders looser. Eyes less direct. I dull my presence, let the wolf settle just beneath the skin instead of sitting at the surface like a blade. I trade my usual dark leather for plain gray cloth and a rough cloak that hides the shape of my arms. Dirt under my nails. A scratch across my cheek. A man who could be anyone.Lucien’s veil work helps too. Not an illusion that will crack, just a subtle bend in attention, a nudge that makes people’s eyes slide off my face before recognition can catch.Selene wanted to come.
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Blood ,Fire and Frost Chapter Three
The mountain did not shake.That was the problem.Rowan had expected something dramatic after Selene sent the signal. A backlash. A surge. The Axis lashing out like a wounded god. Instead, the world remained insultingly calm, as if nothing consequential had occurred.He hated that kind of quiet.They stood on the outer terrace as dawn began to thin the night, the horizon bruised purple and gold. Below them, the valley slept, ignorant and vulnerable. Rowan rested his hands on the stone balustrade, knuckles white, eyes scanning for threats that refused to announce themselves.Lucien leaned against a pillar nearby, posture relaxed enough to be deceptive. He had not moved much since they left Selene’s chamber. He did not need to.“They’re going to answer,” Rowan said.Lucien nodded. “They already are.”Rowan glanced at him. “You felt it too?”Lucien’s gaze remained fixed on the valley. “I felt the absence.
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Selene woke before the pain arrived.That was how she knew it was not hers.The chamber was dark, lit only by the slow, breathing glow of the Axis beneath the stone floor. The light rose and fell like a tide, painting the vaulted ceiling in muted gold. Selene lay still, palm flat against the cool surface beside her, listening to the silence between pulses.Something was wrong.Not a rupture. Not an attack. Nothing so crude.This was resonance.She sat up slowly, breath measured, letting her awareness stretch outward. The Axis responded at once, not flaring, not surging, but tightening, as if a string had been drawn too far and was now vibrating on its own.Selene closed her eyes.There.A second rhythm threaded through the familiar hum. Close enough to harmonize. Close enough to deceive.Her fingers curled.Someone was speaking her language with a foreign mouth.She rose and c
Blood ,Fire and Frost Chapter Thirty-One
The world does not end with fire.Rowan had once believed it would. Believed the old prophecies, the scorched histories, the warnings whispered by dead kings and living ghosts. He had imagined the end would be loud. Violent. Spectacular.Instead, it ends with silence.Not peaceful silence. Not relief. But the kind that follows devastation, when the earth itself seems to be holding its breath, waiting to see if it is allowed to keep spinning.I stand at the edge of the broken terrace where the Coalition once ruled.The citadel is gone. Not destroyed in the way wars usually destroy things. It has not collapsed inward or burned outward. It has been unmade. Stone dissolved into ash. Sigils unraveled mid-glow. Power stripped from the walls as if someone reached into the heart of the structure and simply… turned it off.Lucien stands a few paces behind me, his presence a familiar weight against my back. He hasn’t spoken in several minu
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The first thing Rowan noticed was the silence.Not the peaceful kind. Not the reverent hush that sometimes followed Selene when the world itself seemed to lean closer, listening. This silence was engineered. Padded. The sound of a place designed to swallow echoes before they could become witnesses.He stood just inside the threshold of the underground complex, breath slow, senses stretched tight as wire. The doors behind him sealed with a soundless slide, cutting off the damp night air and replacing it with something sterile and faintly metallic. It smelled like antiseptic and ozone and old prayers scrubbed too hard.Lucien moved at his side, close enough that Rowan could feel the subtle shift of his presence, the controlled stillness that meant he was already cataloging exits, threats, angles. His eyes flicked across the corridor, taking in the smooth walls, the recessed lighting that cast no shadows, the absence of ornament.“They’ve learned,” L
Blood ,Fire and Frost Chapter Thirty
The line Selene drew did not come with raised voices or spectacle.It came with calm.Which frightened them far more.The Hall of Accord had been designed for compromise. Curved walls. Tiered seating. No sharp corners. Even the ceiling arched in a way meant to make voices carry gently, encouraging reason over force. Generations ago, someone had believed architecture could soften power.Selene stood at its center and disproved that belief without lifting a hand.She felt the Axis steady beneath her skin, not flaring, not reaching. Present. Watching. It did not surge when she spoke now. It listened.The delegations sat in their semicircle, robes immaculate, insignia polished, expressions carefully curated. They had come prepared. Counteroffers drafted. Concessions weighed. Arguments rehearsed.They had not come prepared for refusal.“I will say this once,” Selene said, her voice carrying effortlessly through the chamber. “So listen carefully.”
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The world did not erupt.It listened.Selene felt it in the days that followed the ruins, a subtle shift in the air, like pressure changing before a storm. The Axis no longer pulsed only within her reach. It echoed outward now, not violently, but unmistakably. Like a bell struck once and left ringing.Messages arrived before they did.Some came on parchment sealed with wax and reverence. Others through emissaries whose smiles never reached their eyes. Still others through less official channels whispers carried by merchants, intercepted spell-signals, coded inquiries disguised as trade disputes.Everyone wanted something.No one asked the same way twice.Selene stood at the high balcony overlooking the inner court as the first formal delegation arrived. Banners unfurled. Footsteps echoed. The ritual choreography of diplomacy unfolded as it always had.But the air was different.She felt watched.Not as a ruler.As a phenomenon.“They’r
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