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Legacy Of Love
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2026-08-22 23:00:51Gwenriel
Brythil asked, his voice still rough with sleep, already reaching for me before he'd even finished the question.I opened my mouth to explain and found, humiliatingly, that I couldn't—that the honest answer was that nothing was wrong at all, not really, except that the smell of green soup had somehow become the single most devastating thing in the entire palace, and I had no idea how to make that sound like anything other than what it was.Miriam, to her cr
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CARRYING THE BEAST'S CHILD Legacy Of Love
GwenrielBrythil asked, his voice still rough with sleep, already reaching for me before he'd even finished the question.I opened my mouth to explain and found, humiliatingly, that I couldn't—that the honest answer was that nothing was wrong at all, not really, except that the smell of green soup had somehow become the single most devastating thing in the entire palace, and I had no idea how to make that sound like anything other than what it was.Miriam, to her credit, recovered first. She set the tray gently on the side table and folded her hands in front of her, addressing Brythil directly with the weary patience of a woman who had clearly seen this exact scene play out in other chambers with other wives many times over."Nothing's wrong, Your Highness," she said, fighting valiantly against a smile. "Just the soup."Brythil looked at the offending bowl and then at me. His expression caught somewhere between concern and poorly restrain
CARRYING THE BEAST'S CHILD Soft For Her
Gwenriel I reached for the letter without thinking, some instinct in me needing to see the words for myself rather than wait for him to decide what I was allowed to know.Brythil folded it before my fingers could reach it, tucking it away inside his coat in one smooth motion. "It's late," he said. "You need to rest."He turned to one of his men. "Give me news about Kael."Curiosity taking over, I asked, "Is it bad?""Don't be stubborn." He took my hand, firm but gentle, and started walking before I'd fully agreed to follow. We reached my chambers in a handful of quick strides, and he pulled the door shut behind us with a soft, final click.I frowned and pulled my hand free of his. "Keeping secrets now, are we?"He didn't reply. Instead, before I could protest further, he bent and scooped me clean off the floor, one arm beneath my knees and the other steady behind my back, carrying me the short distance to the bed as though I weighed nothing at all.He climbed up after me and settled
CARRYING THE BEAST'S CHILD A Crown In Peril
Gwenriel The west courtyard was already crowded by the time we reached it, torches lit in a hurried, uneven ring around a cluster of guards and servants gathered near the fountain.Someone had laid the king out on the stone bench beside it, a cloak folded hastily beneath his head, and even from a distance, I could see how wrong his stillness looked.Brythil pushed through the gathered crowd without a word, and I followed closely behind, my heart climbing into my throat with every step."How long has he been like this?" Brythil knelt beside the bench, two fingers pressed to his father's throat."Not long, Your Highness." The physician crouched on the opposite side, a thin older man I recognized vaguely from the healing wing, his hands moving quickly and methodically over the king's still form."A steward found him collapsed near his study not a quarter-hour ago. His pulse is weak but steady. Breathing is shallow.""Poison?" The word came out low and sharp.The physician hesitated, whi
CARRYING THE BEAST'S CHILD Conditions Of A Curse
Gwenriel I read it twice before I trusted myself to look up. Brythil hadn't moved, watching my face with the careful stillness of a man bracing for something."What terms," I said quietly, "has he not told me?""Gwenriel—""She's very specific, Brythil. She wouldn't write something like this unless she thought it would actually unsettle me."My hands had gone cold around the parchment. "So either she's lying to plant doubt where there isn't any reason for it, or she isn't."He was quiet for a long moment, and in that silence, I felt something shift beneath the warmth of the evening we'd just been sharing.The fire, his hand on my stomach, the fragile, ordinary peace of it all suddenly fraying at the edges."There's a second condition," he said finally, his voice low. "To the curse breaking. One I didn't tell you because I hoped it would never matter."My stomach turned, and this time it had nothing to do with the pregnancy."Tell me now," I said.Brythil didn't sit back down. He stoo
CARRYING THE BEAST'S CHILD A Letter From An Enemy
Gwenriel I've been in the palace for more than a week now, and my stomach has a bump. It's small, barely noticeable beneath the loose cut of my gowns, but I feel it every time I press my hand against it.Miriam says it's early yet for it to show at all. She says some women don't show this early and that I should be grateful, careful, and quiet about it in equal measure.I've grown tired of being all three at once.What's changed most this week isn't the bump, though. It's Brythil.He found a healer three days after the reception—an old woman from the eastern villages, brought in quietly through the servants' entrance so no one in the court would ask questions about why the crown prince suddenly needed a physician who specialized in nothing anyone could name.She brews something dark and bitter-smelling in a copper kettle every evening now, just before dusk, and Brythil drinks it without complaint.Though I've watched his face when he thinks I'm not looking, and I know exactly how mu
CARRYING THE BEAST'S CHILD The Enemy Within
*Gwenriel*Brythil didn't wait for the music to finish or for the guests to notice we had gone.His hand closed around mine, and within moments, we were moving quickly through a side corridor, away from the noise. The guard was half a step behind us."Say it again," Brythil said once the heavy doors had shut behind us and the corridor had gone quiet. "All of it.""Four riders," the guard replied. "No house colors, no banners—nothing that marks them. They rode in behind her carriage and stopped at the edge of the eastern road instead of coming through the gates. My man watched them the entire time she was inside. The moment the doors closed behind her, they moved south.""South," Brythil repeated, something tightening behind his eyes. "Toward the old temple.""That's my guess too."I looked between them. "What's at the old temple?"Brythil hesitated slightly before he answered. "It's where the curse was
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