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Chapter 56
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2026-08-09 03:39:30
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Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 325
CORMAC POV "A year already. Bridie, I keep looking at her and trying to remember what our lives even looked like before she existed, and I genuinely can't quite manage it anymore."I said it, watching our daughter, steady on her feet now and fiercely determined to explore every corner of the Weaving House's gardens, far more mobile than either of us had fully prepared for.The late-afternoon sun was thick and golden, draping the terrace in amber light that smelled of ripening pears, sun-baked earth, and sweet thyme. Isla’s dark curls bounced with every energetic, slightly wobbly stride she took across the crushed gravel, her small linen skirts hemmed up by Bridie so she wouldn’t trip over her own ambition. She had my stubborn jaw and Bridie’s curious hazel eyes, and every ounce of the relentless will that had carried both of us through council halls and frozen wastes."I know exactly what you mean," Bridie said, laughing as Isla toddled determinedly toward a patch of Ness's carefully
Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 324
BRIDIE POV "Three children, born within a single season, into a family that spent two years teaching an entire reunified world that difference was never actually the danger everyone once assumed it to be."Elira's voice carried warm across the Weaving House's largest hall, packed now with representatives from a dozen territories who'd travelled considerable distances simply to witness the joint blessing ceremony.The high timber rafters were strung with garlands of dried rowan berries, sweet bay, and white heather, filling the great room with the rich, autumnal scent of wild harvest. Through the tall, arched windows, the late afternoon sun pooled over the flagstones in broad, honey-gold ribbons, catching the colorful embroideries of tunics and cloaks from every corner of the realm—rough wools from the peat bogs, deep indigo linen from the lake country, and soft ermine trims from the northern wastes.Baby Isla, held securely in my arms, gurgled happily at the crowd's attention, kickin
Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 323
CORMAC POV "Two weeks behind Isla, exactly as Wynn predicted, though I don't think even she expected to go into labour in the middle of drafting a curriculum addendum."I delivered the news to Bridie with barely restrained amusement, having just come from Wynn's own quarters where Cael was attempting, with limited success, to convince his wife that the charter's footnotes could genuinely wait until after the birth.Outside, the afternoon breeze carried the crisp, early scent of turning leaves and dried cedar shavings from the lower workshop. Inside our kitchen, Bridie was folding a basket of baby Isla’s linen swaddles, pausing mid-motion with a bundle of willow-green wool in her hands, her hazel eyes lighting up with that bright, familiar warmth."Some things don't change," Bridie said, laughing as she tossed the swaddle into the basket and wiped her hands on her apron. "I don't think Wynn's ever fully set work aside for anything in her whole life."We arrived to find Wynn considerab
Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 322
BRIDIE POV "Breathe with me. Exactly like that, Isla. You're doing wonderfully."I kept my voice steady despite my own racing heart, Isla's grip tightening hard enough around my hand to leave marks I wouldn't mind carrying for days afterward.The morning light cut sharp across the stone floor, catching the steam rising from the earthenware washbasins and the trembling edge of the linen sheet. Outside, the world was carrying on with its ordinary chores, but inside this room, every second stretched thin as pulled wire. The smell of bitter pennyroyal and hot damp cloth hung heavy in the air.The healer worked with calm, practised urgency, occasional flickers of concern crossing her face that she carefully smoothed away before Isla could catch sight of them—a subtle tightening of her jaw, a guarded look down at the curve of Isla's pelvis that made my own stomach turn over with cold, familiar vigilance."Something's wrong," Isla gasped, catching the healer's expression anyway despite her
Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 321
CORMAC POV "It's exactly what it looked like. Simple curiosity, nothing more. I've already forwarded it to the eastern branch, since it falls well within their territory now rather than requiring the two of us personally."I said it to Bridie over breakfast, setting the letter aside with a satisfaction that still felt new after two years of every single request landing directly on our own desk.The morning sun filtered soft and honey-coloured through the casement, warming the scrubbed timber of our small table and the steam rising from a fresh pot of roasted chicory. Outside, the valley below the Weaving House was waking up to the calm, steady rhythm of late summer—the distant thwack of an axe at the woodpile, the murmur of the garden crew turning compost, the clear, undisturbed blue of a border at peace."That's rather wonderful," Bridie said, feeding Isla her morning meal with practised ease, catching a wayward dollop of mashed pear on the wooden spoon before it could reach our dau
Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé Chapter 320
CORMAC POV "Three hundred and twenty chapters, and I think this might be the quietest crisis this family's ever actually needed to survive. No ancient hunger. No hostile faction. Simply an honest question, and the humility to actually answer it properly instead of getting defensive."I said it to Bridie on the Weaving House's familiar porch, baby Isla asleep against my shoulder, the evening settling warm and unhurried around the whole gathered family.The late-summer dusk was soft, turning the orchard leaves to deep bronze while crickets started up their slow, rhythmic drone in the long grass beyond the wall. The cedar decking beneath our boots still held the day’s heat, and the scent of woodsmoke from the outdoor bake ovens mingled with the sweet, tart tang of spiced plum cider steaming in the iron pot on the trestle table. My daughter's cheek was a warm, soft weight tucked against the hollow of my neck, her breath puffing steady and faint against my throat. I kept one broad hand cr
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