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Chapter 84: The Scar That Remembered
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Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 117: The Price of a Promise
The hidden hill was quiet. The only sounds were the wind sighing through the broken stones of the chapel and the distant, muffled noises of the town below. The grey dome of light Kael had created was like a bubble. Inside, they were safe. Outside, the world went on, unaware.But the peace inside the bubble was fragile, built on a terrible cost.Liora watched Kael as he slept. He didn't curl up in a little ball like a baby anymore. He slept on his back, one arm thrown over his head, his face looking more like a young boy's than a toddler's. In just two days, he had lost the soft, round cheeks of a one-year-old. His jawline was sharper, his limbs longer. He looked like he was three years old.It was a nightmare. Every time she looked at him, her heart broke a little more. This was her baby, and his childhood was being stolen, hour by hour, every time he used his power to save them.Ashiel came and sat beside her, handing her a piece of dried bread. "He's strong, Liora. Stronger than we
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 116: The Anchor and the Storm
The silence in the circle of stones was heavier than before; it was the silence that follows a storm. Captain Valerius was gone. He had stumbled away into the growing darkness, broken not in body, but in spirit. The look in his eyes wasn't of hate anymore, but of a terrible, world-shattering confusion. He had seen magic that was not fire or lightning, but something deeper. The magic of a father's love is strong enough to shatter iron. And it had broken him.But the victory felt hollow.Ashiel was hurt, not from a wound you could bandage. He sat with his back against one of the glowing stones, his face pale and tight with pain and every breath seemed to cost him effort. The ghostly injury was gone, but the cost of defying the ancient rules of his Oath was a debt written in the lines of his face.Liora knelt beside him, one hand on his arm, the other holding a sleeping Kael. The little boy had exhausted himself, his hum finally quieted by a deep, unnatural sleep."Is it... permanent?" L
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 115: The Weight of a Stone
The forest was a blur of dark shapes and snapping twigs. Liora ran, her breath burning in her lungs, her arms screaming in protest. Lyra was a dead weight on one hip, her face buried in Liora's neck, her little body shaking with silent sobs. Kael, on the other hip, was too quiet, his head lolling against her shoulder. The backpack, stuffed with their frantic, hurried life, dug into her shoulders like claws.Elara ran beside her, her healer’s grace making her light on her feet even in panic. She kept a hand on Liora’s back, a steadying pressure. "Just a little further," she whispered, though she had no idea where 'further' was. "We just need to get to the river. It will hide our scent."The sounds from the house were gone now, swallowed by the thick trees and the thumping of their own hearts. That silence was worse. Was Ashiel okay? Was Ronan? The image of Ashiel catching that crossbow bolt was burned into her mind. It was a display of power that had saved them, but it had also confirm
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 114: The Cost of Quiet
The quiet after the Grey Song felt different, it wasn't the empty, waiting silence from before. This was a deep, earned quiet, like the feeling in a house after a long, hard day when everyone is finally safe and asleep.Liora held the page from her journal, the one that held Lyra’s silly song about the lost button. The light in it had faded to a soft, warm pulse, like a sleeping firefly. It was no longer a weapon, but a memory. A promise."We did it," Ronan said, his voice a low rumble that fit perfectly into the new quiet. He leaned on his axe, not because he was tired, but just to feel the solidity of it."We did," Elara said, but her healer’s eyes were on the children. Lyra was leaning heavily against Liora’s leg, her brave little song still hanging in the air around her. Kael was asleep in Ashiel’s arms, his small face peaceful, his job of anchoring done for now.Ashiel met Liora’s gaze over Kael’s head. He didn't smile. His eyes said everything. They are safe. You are safe. For n
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 113: The Grey Song
The Remnant’s warning settled over the valley like a fine dust. It didn’t change their daily life, but it colored it. Liora watched her children with new eyes, seeing not just their power, but its cost and every laugh from Lyra was a relief. Every contented hum from Kael was a treasure. They were refilling, slowly, but the memory of their exhaustion was a fresh wound.The world outside, for a time, was quiet. No hungry silences tested the borders. No desperate pleas for healing came from Finn or the Order. It was as if the universe itself was holding its breath, waiting.Then, the whispers started.It wasn't the stones. It was the wind. At first, Liora thought it was her imagination. A faint, melodic humming that wove through the rustle of the leaves, it was beautiful, in a strange, hollow way. A perfect, crystalline harmony that had no source.She mentioned it to Ashiel one evening as they sat on the porch."I hear it too," he said, his brow furrowed. "It's coming from the east. It s
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 112: The Cost of the Song
The victory in the Oldwood should have felt sweeter, they returned to the valley as heroes, Finn’s reports already spreading the tale of the singing children who could heal a dying forest. The Order of the Quill sent messengers, their voices full of awe and new hope. The world, it seemed, was ready for a new kind of magic.But in the quiet of their valley, a different truth was settling.Lyra, usually a boundless source of energy, was listless for days. She didn’t want to sing. She didn’t want to run. She just wanted to sit in Liora’s lap or lean against Ashiel, her thumb in her mouth, a habit she’d long outgrown. The vibrant, creative fire in her had banked to embers.Kael was quieter than ever. His usual contented hum was absent and he slept more, his small body seeming to need a deeper rest. When he was awake, he would stare at his sister with a worried, ancient look in his eyes, as if he could feel the emptiness where her song should be.They had poured too much of themselves into
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