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Chapter 279
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2026-09-19 00:06:35
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Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 292
CORMAC POV "Turn back. This territory has no use for Accord interference, however politely you dress up the offer."The guard at Kelmarsh's border spoke before we'd even fully dismounted, spear angled low but unmistakably ready.The mud along the eastern frontier was thick and grey, smelling of stagnant water, sour peat, and sulfur. Low, gnarled willow trees hung heavy with rot-damp moss, their twisted roots half-submerged in the brackish pools flanking the narrow causeway. The border crossing was little more than a barricade of sharpened stakes and blackened timber, manned by three men clad in boiled leather that had seen decades of harsh damp. The wind off the marshes bit deep through our cloaks, carrying a faint, acrid smell of burnt cedar that had nothing to do with domestic hearths."We're not here to interfere," I said carefully, keeping my hands resting visible on the pommel of my saddle as my mount shifted beneath me. "We heard about a boy whose gift is causing real damage, a
Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 291
BRIDIE POV"Whatever this current is, it isn't gentle. Read that section again, Cormac, because I don't think I misunderstood it the first time."I passed the letter across the table, watching his expression shift as he reached the same passage that had stopped me cold.The study in the Weaving House was quiet around us, save for the soft rustle of parchment and the steady, low crackle of the hearth fire. Dawn was just beginning to bleach the eastern sky to a pale, misty grey outside the tall glass transoms, but inside, the easy warmth of yesterday’s celebration had evaporated entirely."The boy's touch scorches wood without flame," he read aloud, his brow furrowing as his voice dropped into that grim, measured register he used when assessing a skirmish line. "Three barns lost in as many months. The village blames him openly, and his family fears for his life.""That's not a frightened community misunderstanding a gentle gift," Isla said, leaning over Cormac's shoulder, studying the l
Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 290
CORMAC POV "Two hundred and ninety chapters, and I find myself thinking about a burned banner outside my own family's gate, and how impossibly far that frightened morning feels from this exact evening."I said it to Bridie, both of us settled on the Weaving House's newly finished porch, the last of the ceremony's crowd finally dispersing into the gathering dusk.The scent of curing pine, crushed mint along the flagstone paths, and the clean autumn wind settled around us. Out in the courtyard, the last wagons were rolling quietly toward the guest cottages, their lanterns swinging in small, rhythmic arcs of amber. Inside the hall behind us, the great hearth had been banked for the night with thick logs of sweet apple-wood, casting a low, crimson glow through the leaded glass. There were no sentries standing rigid on the battlements, no dread-cloaked riders waiting at the tree line, and no ancient hunger whispering through the cracks in the world. Just the steady, peaceful respiration o
Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 289
BRIDIE POV "The Weaving House is formally open. Not finished, not perfect, but open, exactly the way every good thing this family's ever built started before it was fully ready."Elira's voice carried warm across the gathered crowd, the Weaving House's main hall filled with families from a dozen territories, children of every current standing together for the first formal ceremony held on these grounds.The great timber beams overhead still bore the pale, fresh marks of the adze, smelling richly of cedar, sweet beeswax, and dried river reeds. Sunlight poured through the high clerestory windows, cutting bright, dust-mote ribbons across the wide flagstones where fifty people had gathered—not under banners of conquest or treaties written in defensive fear, but around trestle tables laden with fresh bread, early autumn apples, and warm spiced cider.Maren, nearly two now and steady on her feet, toddled between the gathered children with Lyra close behind her, gold and silver tracing fain
Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 288
CORMAC POV "Ness's colour isn't new at all, as it turns out. It's simply old enough that nobody currently living had ever documented it properly."Wynn delivered the discovery with visible excitement, spreading century-old fragments across the Weaving House's half-finished study.The scent of fresh plaster and dry vellum filled the room, competing with the crisp autumn wind that whistled through the unglazed upper transoms. Wynn's spectacles were pushed up into her unruly curls, ink smudging her cheekbone, her ink-stained fingers trembling with the particular fever that only ever took her when an impossible ledger finally balanced."Old how," Bridie asked, leaning over the wide trestle table where brittle parchment strips lay weighed down with brass tokens."There's a reference, barely a footnote, in records predating even the original Ironfang and Frostbound schism," Wynn said, tapping a faded scrap illuminated with curling vine-work. "A fourth current, considerably rarer than gold,
Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 287
BRIDIE POV"I won't have my son labelled and studied like some curiosity for your archive. Whatever he is, he's mine to protect, not yours to catalogue."The woman's voice carried sharp across Ashgrove's receiving hall, her young son standing silent and miserable beside her, dark shadow-threads visible faintly along his wrists whenever he moved.She stood like an iron bar against the vaulted archway, her travel cloak clutched tight to her throat, her knuckles white with bone-deep suspicion. The boy beside her, scarcely nine or ten, kept his chin tucked nearly into his collar, his small shoulders hunched inward as though trying to pull his entire body into a tight, unreachable ball."We're not asking to catalogue him, Mistress Ferrow," I said gently, keeping my hands resting open and still against my lap as I stepped down the low flagstone dais. "We're offering somewhere he might learn to understand what he carries, alongside other children learning the exact same thing.""I've heard w
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