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CHAPTER 30
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2026-02-01 16:03:40Three days passed before Corvin allowed serious conversation.
Three days of Elowen healing in chambers that felt less like a cage and more like a holding pattern. Theon visited twice daily to check the wounds. Servants brought food that Elowen barely touched, and Corvin came and went on a schedule that felt deliberate, timed to avoid extended contact.
They had not touched since that moment at the bedside, hands intertwined. Had not kissed since
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The visions began changing on the third night of shared chambers.Corvin woke to golden light burning behind his eyes, Crown Sight activating without his conscious will. It happened sometimes, when his mind was too restless to maintain the barriers that kept the magic contained. Usually, he saw fragments of possible futures. Court conspiracies forming. Border skirmishes escalating. A thousand small decisions branching into chaos.Tonight, he saw Elowen.The vision was different from any Crown Sight had shown him before. It was not blank, or void. Instead, Elowen's inner world opened like a book written in light and shadow.Corvin gasped, sitting upright in bed. Across the room, Elowen stirred but did not wake.Crown Sight showed him everything.He saw Elowen lying in the dark, staring at the ceiling. But Crown Sight peeled back the physical and revealed what lay beneath. Emotion, raw and overwhelming. Love so fierce it hurt to witness. Guilt coiled like a serpent around Elowen's heart
Caged by a King CHAPTER 32
The decision came on day eight of their new arrangement.Elowen had settled into the rhythm of monitored freedom. Mornings in the library, reading histories he had never cared about before. Afternoons in the private gardens, walking prescribed paths under the watchful eyes of guards who pretended not to follow him. Evenings alone in his chamber, eating dinner in silence and watching the door for a visitor who never came.Corvin maintained the boundaries he had set with surgical precision. They saw each other during Theon's verification sessions, which had become exercises in clinical detachment. The mage would cast his truth spells, Elowen would answer questions about shifter movements, clan politics, and Corvin would sit in the corner taking notes like a scholar rather than a lover.They did not touch, allow their eyes to linger, or acknowledge the weight of everything unspoken between them.It was painful but sustainable. And then Tavris ruined it.Elowen was in the library when th
Caged by a King CHAPTER 31
The Queen Dowager noticed everything.It was her gift, honed over forty years in a palace where survival depended on reading shifts in power before they became obvious. She noticed when servants whispered differently. When guards changed their patterns. When her son stopped meeting her eyes at breakfast.She especially noticed when the fox stopped appearing at Corvin's side.For weeks, Elowen had been a constant presence. In council meetings, though silent. At formal dinners, seated at Corvin's right hand. Walking the gardens in the early morning when the king needed to think. And then, suddenly, nothing. The fox vanished from public view like smoke dispersing on wind.The official explanation was injury. An attack, the rumors said. The creature had been wounded and was recovering in the royal wing. Simple, and believable enough.The Queen Dowager did not believe it for a moment.She sat in h
Caged by a King CHAPTER 30
Three days passed before Corvin allowed serious conversation.Three days of Elowen healing in chambers that felt less like a cage and more like a holding pattern. Theon visited twice daily to check the wounds. Servants brought food that Elowen barely touched, and Corvin came and went on a schedule that felt deliberate, timed to avoid extended contact.They had not touched since that moment at the bedside, hands intertwined. Had not kissed since the desperate press of lips at dawn. The distance was intentional, careful, and it hurt more than Elowen's healing wounds.On the fourth morning, Corvin arrived carrying parchment and ink."We need to talk," he said without preamble. "Properly. About what happens now."Elowen sat up straighter, ignoring the pull of stitches. "All right."Corvin set the supplies on the table and remained standing, putting furniture between them. The positioning was not
Caged by a King CHAPTER 29
The palace woke to whispers.Servants found blood in the east corridor, a trail leading from the main entrance to the royal wing. Guards spoke in hushed tones about the fox they had carried home at dawn, barely conscious and soaked in his own blood. Nobles exchanged glances over breakfast, wondering what new scandal had occurred while they slept.No one knew the truth. Corvin had made certain of that.Elowen woke in Corvin's bed, afternoon light slanting through the windows. His body ached, every movement pulling at fresh stitches. Someone had changed his clothes while he slept, dressed him in clean linen that smelled of lavender and the soap Corvin preferred.He sat up slowly, biting back a groan. The room was empty, but signs of recent occupation remained. A plate of untouched food on the table. A chair pulled close to the bed, as if someone had kept vigil. Corvin's formal robes discarded over a chair, replaced
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Elowen left at midnight.He did not take the vial. Instead, he left it on the table in his chamber, a small glass monument to the mission he could not complete. The guards outside his door had grown lax over the past days, trusting that the fox in the cage had been tamed. They did not see him shift and slip beneath the door gap, small and silent as shadow.The city streets were darker than last time, clouds obscuring the moon. Elowen ran through alleys in fox form, his paws silent on cobblestones still warm from the day's heat. The warehouse district rose ahead, buildings sagging like broken teeth against the night sky.Kael was waiting.He was not alone.Elowen shifted back to human form in the shadows outside the warehouse, his bare feet silent on the ground. Through the broken windows, he could see shapes moving. Three, maybe four others. All shifters, all armed.They had not come for a report. They had come for compliance or consequences
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