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Chapter 8: Under Watch
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2026-03-29 07:59:06
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Bride of the Beasts Chapter 46: Grimhold
ANWEN'S POV“Seriously, where are we going?” I asked Fenric for what was probably the fifteenth time.He glanced down at me as he carried me through Blackreach.“Do you ever tire yourself out, Anwen?” he asked with a grin. “Because I’m exhausted on your behalf.”Every attempt to get an answer earned me the same infuriating response: silence, a smug smile, or outright refusal.So by the time we reached the lower levels of Blackreach, I had finally given up asking questions.I let him carry me out of the fortress, through the winding stone corridors of the labyrinth, until the cold forest air brushed against my face.Only then did he set me down.We walked into the forest together. At the edge of the trees, something waited.An enormous horse.A glossy black creature so tall that its withers nearly reached Fenric’s shoulder. It looked almost unreal standing there in the shadows, its dark mane stirring softly in the breeze.The horse lifted its head and fixed its gaze on me, as though as
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 45: A Surprise Awaits
ANWEN'S POVThe world was shaking.At least, that was what my half-asleep mind concluded as consciousness slowly returned.A steady vibration and a deep, rhythmic rumble dragged me from sleep, tugging me toward wakefulness one reluctant moment at a time. Panic flared instantly.An earthquake, my mind screamed.My eyes flew open.The room was dim, washed in the pale light of early morning. There was no disaster. No collapsing walls. No trembling floor.And yet I could still feel it. The vibration. The rumble.I blinked several times, waiting for the lingering fog in my mind to clear. Then I turned my head slowly, wincing at the dull ache in my jaw.Brammon sat slumped in a chair beside the bed, his feet propped on the mattress. His head was tipped back at an angle that looked painfully uncomfortable. His arms were crossed over his chest, which rose and fell in deep, steady breaths.He was asleep. Actually asleep.I stared at him for a moment before my gaze drifted to the empty space be
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 44: A Sky Full of Wishes
ANWEN'S POVThe crowd around us swelled as more people gathered near the center of the square.Everywhere I looked, hands held glowing paper lanterns. Hundreds of them. Perhaps thousands.Their warm light bathed masked faces in gold and amber while the great pyre crackled nearby, sending showers of sparks swirling into the darkness overhead.I tightened my grip on my own lantern. Its paper sides glowed softly between my fingers.Then a deep horn sounded across the square, and a hush fell over the crowd.A single lantern was released.“It’s time, Anwen,” Brammon said beside me.I looked down at the lantern in my hands and closed my eyes.I didn’t whisper my wish aloud. Instead, I held it tightly in my heart.When I opened my eyes again, all three kings were watching me through their masks. Their gazes felt oddly heavy, yet warm.Finally, I lifted my lantern overhead and let it go. For a heartbeat, it faltered, dipping dangerously low. My breath caught.Then Rhydan reached out and brus
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 43: Twenty-One Years Ago
ANWEN'S POVThe moment Brammon pushed open the balcony doors, both Rhydan’s and Fenric’s gazes snapped toward me. Heat flooded my face so quickly that I barely noticed the cold evening wind sweeping across the balcony.I lifted my eyes just long enough to glance at them before immediately looking away again. Because if I kept staring, I wasn’t entirely sure I’d be able to stop.Rhydan stood nearest the balcony railing, dressed in a deep red coat with his usual high collar framing the sharp line of his jaw. The dark copper of his hair had been intricately braided along the crown of his head before gathering at the back, somehow making him look even more aristocratic than usual.Fenric looked entirely different from Rhydan, yet somehow just as striking. His dark coat was impeccably tailored, though not even expensive fabric could fully tame him. The faint scar crossing his eye only suited him more, sharpening the ruggedness that clung to him no matter what he wore.All three of them wor
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 42: Before Liberation Night
ANWEN'S POVI had just stepped out of the bath when the door suddenly flew open.Startled, I caught the edges of my dark silk robe and quickly tightened the sash around my waist before turning toward the intrusion.Rhydan strode into the chamber as though it belonged to him—which, technically, I supposed it did. Several pastel-colored boxes were stacked in his arms, each one tied neatly with delicate bows.His gaze swept over me, lingering for the briefest moment before his expression tightened into something between a frown and disapproval. Whatever it was, it made me pull the robe more tightly around myself.Without another word, Rhydan crossed the room and carefully set the boxes on my bed before gesturing toward them.“These just arrived,” he said. “You’ll be wearing them tonight.”My heart skipped.The dress. Mara and Bastien’s work had finally arrived.A small spark of excitement flickered in my chest, but I forced my expression to remain neutral. So I only nodded.His gaze drag
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
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