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By Order of the King Chapter , Part 2
Talisha smiled against Skye's shoulder. "Right decision," she said, stroking her hair. "And if you want, we can invite some of Hector's friends, especially Lennox and Eithne—I know you've been close to them. What do you say?"Skye nodded, pressing her chin lightly against Talisha's shoulder, seeking comfort in the warmth of her presence."Excellent. I'll tell Glenn to prepare the invitations for Eithne and Lennox. For the rest of the guests, I'll discuss it with Hector first to choose who else to invite. Since the king is away, I suggest only young people—those who have the appetite and stamina for fun."Skye let out a soft, imperceptible laugh, a breath of lightness curling past her lips—the first in the last days."Discuss this with Hector. I don't want him to be misunderstood by offended people who weren't invited.""Okay. I'll do whatever you want. I'll discuss it with Hector."Talisha gently pulled away, her hands resting on Skye's forearms for a moment as if to reassure her befo
By Order of the King Chapter 93, Part 1
Iona closed the heavy wooden kitchen door behind her, the worn hinges creaking under the force of her movement. She leaned against it, her chest rising and falling too quickly.As if she had been running.As if she had been running from something.But now she was safe, or at least she believed so. She took a deep breath. The air in the kitchen smelled of hearth fire, baked bread, and the faint metallic bite of winter.The abrupt sound of the door echoed through the room, catching everyone's attention, including Talisha, who turned sharply."Iona?" Her voice carried a mix of surprise and concern as she moved toward her.By the time Talisha reached her, Iona had already pulled off her hood. She had removed her cape, shaking off the last traces of cold, and hung it carefully on the wooden hooks."Yes, it's you," Talisha murmured, relief and curiosity flickering in her eyes.Iona forced a composed smile. "Good morning, Madam Talisha."Talisha's gaze swept over her. "I didn't expect you to
By Order of the King Chapter 92
The next morning, as Iona stirred from sleep, her first instinct was to check her finger. She worked carefully, unwrapping the fabric in slow, deliberate motions. The dim pre-dawn light made her squint, but as her wound came into view, her breath caught.Talisha was right.The gash was gone, replaced only by a faint, pink line. Iona pressed the skin cautiously. Nothing. No pain.She exhaled. Good. Now, she could get back to her miserable duties.If she were honest, though, she wasn't eager to return to them. What she feared most was the possibility of being cast aside and dismissed as useless. The fulfillment of her plan depended on her position, no matter how humiliating. She had to endure. Because one day, she would be rewarded.Years of brilliance awaited her—if she could endure a few months of suffering.She let out a slow breath, the corners of her lips lifting slightly. Time to get up.A humming sound drifted from outside, low and restless."It's windy today," she thought, a str
By Order of the King Chapter 91
The door to the forge closed behind them, keeping its warmth as the bitter cold rushed in to greet them.The chill hit Iona like a slap, stealing the breath from her lungs. For a fleeting moment, she longed for the familiar heat of the forge—the fire, the glow, the comfort—but she shook off the thought and pulled her cloak tightly around herself.Beside her, Dougal barely seemed affected. If the cold bit at him, he didn't show it. Wrapped in his warm clothes and heavy cloak, he strode forward, gripping the basket firmly in one hand."Let's go," he said, urging her to move.Iona tried—but for a heartbeat, her limbs refused to obey. The cold had stiffened her joints, locking her in place."What happened to you? Move," Dougal pressed, his tone impatient. When she still didn't budge, he gave her a light push—not rough, not forceful. Just enough to jolt her forward.It backfired.Her balance wavered, her body tilting dangerously toward the ground. In that split second—before she could brac
By Order of the King Chapter 90
The blacksmith's shop was alive with movement—the heat, the rhythmic pounding of metal, the scent of fire and iron saturating the air.Dougal had been tasked with finishing repairs, mostly farm tools that their owners needed immediately.Today, more than usual had arrived—an endless parade of damaged axes, broken plows, and rusted hinges—all demanding to be fixed before sundown.At the back of the shop, his father was busy at work, shaping new tools with steady determination.Each time he brought the hammer down, a loud, resonant sound filled the workshop, mixing with the dance of shifting shadows. The warm light from the forge lit up the stone walls, creating a sparkling effect as heat spread through the air. It was hard work, unyielding work—but after so many years, his father made it look easy.The summers had been brutal, the forge’s heat turning the shop into a suffocating trap. But now, with winter settling in and the cold pressing against the walls, the furnace’s fire was no l
By Order of the King Chapter 89
Iona gritted her teeth as she trudged toward the garden gate, the basket's weight biting into her fingers. The cauldron was heavier than she expected—how was she supposed to carry it to the workshop?She pushed open the gate, stepping onto the road. And then, a realization struck her.She had no idea where she was going.Stopping in place, she scanned the street left, then right, searching for an answer. Her arms burned as she lowered the basket to the ground, rolling her shoulders to ease the ache.She closed her eyes briefly, thinking. Dougal had accompanied her partway that morning, until their paths had split. That much she remembered."So I can get to that point," she murmured, pressing her lips together. "But after that...?"Could she ask someone? Maybe. But who? The townspeople had never been eager to help, and even if she found someone willing, what would she say?"The blacksmith of... of..."She frowned. She didn't even know Dougal's father's name.Would asking for Dougal's f
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