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Chapter 132: The Shelter of Pines
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Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 135: The Calm and the Storm
The days after Theron’s visit were quiet. Too quiet. The valley was still their sanctuary, the hot spring still steamed, and the mountains still stood guard. But the peace was different now. It was the quiet of a trap being set, the silence between the drawing of a bowstring and the release of the arrow.They didn't talk about it much. There was nothing to say. They had made their stand. Now, they waited.Life went on. Ronan checked and reset the snares. Elara tended her small garden near the hot spring, the warm earth defying the winter around it. Lyra practised her humming, the melodies growing a little stronger, a little more sure each day. She was knitting a scarf from spun wool Finn had brought them, her small fingers moving with a fierce concentration.Kael spent more time than usual by the frozen river. He would sit for hours, just watching the water flow beneath the clear ice. Liora asked him what he was doing."Listening," he said, without looking away from the river. "The wa
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 134: The Unwelcome Guests
The silence in the valley was no longer peaceful. It was a held breath. The sight of those five dark figures on the pass had poisoned their sanctuary. The warm steam from the hot spring now felt like a beacon, and the protective circle of mountains felt like a trap."They'll be back," Ronan stated, his voice a low growl. He had not put his axe down since the figures disappeared. "They were scouting. They saw the smoke. They know we're here.""Who are they?" Elara asked, her hands twisting in the fabric of her apron. "What do they want?"Ashiel's face was a mask of cold concentration. The fog of forgotten memories was gone, burned away by the adrenaline of a clear threat. "It doesn't matter what they want. They found us. That is the only fact that matters." He looked at Kael. "Can you feel them? Are they close?"Kael closed his eyes, his brow furrowed. He was listening to the mountain, to the wind. After a long moment, he shook his head. "They are gone. Over the mountain. Their song is
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 133: The Hidden Valley
The climb into the mountains was the hardest thing they had ever done. The air grew thin and bit at their lungs. The snow was deeper, hiding treacherous rocks and ice. The wind howled through the passes, a constant, mournful sound.But they had Finn’s map, and they had Kael.The boy was in his element. He moved through the harsh landscape not as an intruder, but as part of it. He knew where the snow was firm enough to walk on and where it hid a bottomless drift. He pointed out sheltered ledges to rest on and found patches of dry wood under rock overhangs. He was their guide, their scout, their living key to this unforgiving place.Lyra struggled the most. Her small legs tired quickly in the deep snow. But she didn't complain. She just put one foot in front of the other, her jaw set with a determination Liora had never seen in her before. The expulsion from New Dawn had broken something in her, but it had also forged something new: a gritty, silent resilience.After three grueling days
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 132: The Shelter of Pines
The pine trees were like a fortress. Their thick, snow-laden branches formed a dense roof, blocking most of the wind and much of the new snow that had begun to fall. The air underneath was still and surprisingly quiet, smelling sharply of resin and cold earth. It was the kind of place animals would use for shelter.Kael had been right. It was a good place.No one spoke. The shock of their expulsion from New Dawn was a fresh, cold wound. They moved on autopilot, their bodies remembering the drill from a lifetime of running. Ronan and Ashiel used their axes to clear a space in the centre, cutting away the lowest branches to make a rough, circular wall. Elara and Liora spread out the bedrolls on a layer of cut pine boughs. The scent was clean and hopeful, a stark contrast to the despair clinging to them.Lyra sat on her bedroll, her knees pulled to her chest, not crying, just staring into nothing. The carved bird was clutched so tightly in her hand that her knuckles were white.Kael walk
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 131: The Fear That Burns
The silence in the little house was different after Kael healed the boy. It wasn't just the silence of being watched. It was the silence that comes after a storm has passed, leaving behind ruin and a terrible, clear understanding.They were not welcome here.The boy's mother, whose name was Lena, never thanked them. She would hurry past their house with her son, her eyes fixed straight ahead, as if looking at them might invite the sickness back. The miracle had not built a bridge. It had dug a deeper moat.Three days after the healing, Liora found Ashiel standing in the middle of the room, staring at the wall with a look of pure, unvarnished panic."Liora," he said, his voice strained. "The... the cottage. The one with the porch. What colour was the door?"Her heart plummeted. This wasn't a small thing like salt or a carving. This was their home. The place where they had been happiest."It was green," she said softly, coming to stand beside him. "A faded green, with a little chip near
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 130: The Broken Cup
The cold from the broken window seeped into the small house, a constant, unwelcome guest. Ronan found a piece of scrap wood and nailed it over the hole, but the damage was done. Not just to the window, but to the fragile peace they had been trying to build.The next morning, Alderman Crane came to their door, his kind face etched with worry and apology.“I am deeply sorry for this,” he said, looking at the boarded-up window. “The child who threw the rock has been spoken to. His family is… ashamed.”“Spoken to?”Ashiel’s voice was dangerously quiet. “A rock through a window where children sleep is not a matter for ‘speaking.’”Crane flinched.“What would you have me do? Lock up a frightened eight-year-old boy? His family lost everything in the chaos. He is terrified of more magic, more change.” He spread his hands in a helpless gesture. “Fear makes people do foolish things.”Liora put a hand on Ashiel’s arm, feeling the tense muscle beneath his sleeve. “We understand, Alderman. Thank you
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