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Chapter 34: In the Aftermath of Storms
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2026-05-19 16:41:51
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Bride of the Beasts Chapter 41: Terms of Surrender
FENRIC'S POVFor the past few nights, I’d listened to Anwen pace endlessly inside her chambers. Back and forth. Back and forth.Sometimes the footsteps would stop for a while, only for the sound of soft crying to seep through the adjoining wall instead.Every single time, it pulled at something raw inside my chest. Because I knew exactly why she was crying.I leaned back in the chair beside the fire, swirling the liquor lazily in my glass while the sound of her muffled sobs drifted faintly through the stone walls once again.I hated hearing her cry. And I hated that I was the reason for it.But I still intended to see this through. I was going to have what I wanted.If only she would surrender. If only she would give me the one thing I desired most. All her worries about Arlo would disappear in an instant. I could make that happen.Especially now that I’d finally gotten Brammon to agree—though not without conditions.And something about the time Rhydan spent with Anwen the other day s
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 40: The King’s Lady
ANWEN'S POVRhydan didn’t say anything. Not even a polite acknowledgment.I didn’t need to look at him to know he wasn’t interested. Of course, he wasn’t. Why would a Scion—especially one like him—care about some human tradition?And that realization made the ache for home and my family sharpen painfully inside my chest.By this time every year, Arlo would already be hunting twice as much as usual, disappearing into the woods before dawn and returning exhausted long after sunset just so he could trade enough pelts or meat to buy me a present.And then he would pretend it was no big deal.My throat tightened painfully, and for a moment, I felt myself slipping back into that familiar misery. Before it could swallow me whole, Rhydan’s hand closed lightly around my wrist.“This way,” he said, tugging me along beside him.I followed him quietly, because what else could I do?I wouldn’t dare stray again the way I had the last time Rhydan brought me beyond the fortress. That mistake had earn
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 39: Paragon Square
ANWEN'S POVI kept my head down as I walked, lost in my thoughts. I was nearly at my chambers when a shadow stretched across the floor in front of me.I looked up.Rhydan stood there with his arms folded, his expression as hard as ever. I immediately stepped aside to let him pass, but he spoke before I could move around him.“You’re coming with me, human.”I blinked at him. “What?”Rhydan’s expression didn’t change. “I’ve had the misfortune of being assigned to escort you out of the fortress.” His tone was cold and clipped.I curled my fingers into my palms, forcing my irritation back down.“You don’t need to bother,” I said, keeping my voice even. “I don’t feel like going out.”And it was the truth. I didn’t want fresh air or sunlight or another walk through the forest. I didn’t want anything except to curl up in my chambers, wait for Fenric, and sink quietly into my own despair until he returned with something—anything—I could hold on to.Rhydan’s brow lifted. “It wasn’t a request.”
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 38: The Weight of Waiting
ANWEN'S POVI paced my chamber all afternoon and well into the evening, unable to sit still for more than a heartbeat.Every sound in the corridor made me pause and strain my ears, foolishly hoping it might be Fenric returning with news. Whenever footsteps passed, I rushed to the door, pulling it open just enough to peek outside.But it was almost always Wells.Being the only servant permitted on this level, Wells moved constantly between chambers carrying linens, cleaning supplies, and stacks of folded clothing. By the time night settled over Blackreach, the sound of his soft footsteps had become painfully familiar.He always paused politely whenever he found me lingering near the doorway, though eventually even his expression began to show weariness at the sight of me.So when footsteps echoed through the corridor again—heavier than Wells’s careful tread, faster too—I shot to my feet and hurried to the door.“Fenric,” I breathed.But it wasn’t Fenric. It was Rhydan.He slowed the mo
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 37: Every Measured Word
FENRIC'S POVI watched Anwen as she ate her breakfast in silence, her movements small and careful, her eyes fixed on her plate.She had been mostly well-behaved these past few days—almost too well-behaved—ever since she’d asked for my help. The fire was still there beneath her skin, but she was holding it back, banking it, forcing herself to stay in control.For me.For her so-called brother’s freedom.And somehow, this restrained version of her amused me far more than the fiery one ever had. Well… perhaps only slightly more.She no longer glared at Rhydan. She was almost too obedient with Brammon. And every time I thought she might finally hurl a knife at me whenever I teased her, she bit her tongue instead.Anwen scraped the last bite from her plate, just as Brammon had instructed. I realized then that I wasn’t the only one watching her. Brammon’s assessing gaze drifted toward her every so often, while Rhydan pretended to occupy himself with his meal despite the sideways glances he
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 36: Fragile Hope
ANWEN'S POVI wasn’t sure Fenric would take me seriously.But out of the three of them, he was the least dismissive—the least likely to shut me down before I had even finished speaking. That didn’t mean he would agree, though. He might find the idea laughable. He might tease me for it. Or worse, turn it into another source of amusement.And yet, he was my only chance.Fenric listened more than most.So I took a breath and forced myself to meet his gaze. The golden light filtering through the autumn leaves caught against his silver-grey eyes as he watched me in silence, waiting. “Help me free my brother,” I said.The words left me in a rush, but once they were out, I held my ground. I braced for the same reaction Rhydan had given me—anger, refusal.Or Brammon’s cold dismissal.I half expected Fenric to scoff, to shake his head, to tell me I was being ridiculous.But instead, his smile widened.Not mockingly. Not cruelly.And somehow, that unsettled me even more. Because I couldn’t t
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