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Forbidden Under the Blood Moon chapter 388
POV: WREN THORNE“Those are my names, Luna. Every voice in that courtyard is a family I hunted, and they are all calling me by name. I cannot make my legs move. Please. I cannot make my legs move.”Ronan stood in the drain mouth with his spear hanging from his hand, grey in the face, and I had never seen a man look so small.We had come up out of the cellar the long way, through the old chapel and the sheep yard, with Mara carried between Ivy and Lucan and my wool bundle against my ribs. Edric’s winter ale had done its work. The grey cloaks in the courtyard had grown loud and lazy by the fires. And around them, pale against the stone, the borrowed dead had risen.They were not frightening to look at. That was the worst part. They looked like a village at dusk. An old woman with a shawl. A boy with a wooden sword. A man in a farmer’s coat with a lantern. Dozens of them, standing in a loose ring around the yard, and every one of them was calling the same thing, softly, over and over, in
Forbidden Under the Blood Moon chapter 387
POV: KADE ASHBORN“Kade, my brave boy, open your eyes. It is so cold on this road, and I have walked beside you all night. Please let me hold you once before the moon takes me home. Your father is not here, but I am.”It was my mother’s voice. I knew it the way a child knows the sound of his own name in a dark room.I had not heard it in twenty years. It was low and warm and slightly rough at the edges, the way it used to be after she had sung too long at the harvest fires. My heart stopped. Then it started again, so hard that the cord on my wrists blazed with it.We had stopped for the last dark hours before dawn, in a stand of black pine at the foot of a long stair cut into the cliff. The fire had burned low. Dorn slept sitting up beside me, with his chin on his chest, and the guards slumped around the embers. Only one figure stood awake at the edge of the light. A young hunter, hardly older than twenty, with a pale face and a grey cloak too big for him.His lips were not moving. Th
Forbidden Under the Blood Moon chapter 386
POV: WREN THORNE“Please do not scream. I know whose ring that is, because the guards laughed about it all week, and I know what they plan. They are not holding me to trap my father. They are holding me to trap you.”The voice came from behind an iron door at the end of the passage. There was a slot in it no wider than a hand. Behind the slot, in the dark, I saw the pale shape of a face and one bright, tired eye.Lucan had already lifted a heavy ring of keys from a hook in the guard alcove. His fingers shook so badly that the keys rang like tiny bells. Ronan caught his wrist and held it steady, and Lucan gave him a look of such gratitude that I had to turn away.“The third key,” Lucan whispered. “My father marks them with notches. Three cuts for the lower cells.”The lock turned with a clunk. The door swung inward on a cold small room with a straw pallet and a bucket and a tallow candle stub guttering in a saucer. A woman sat against the far wall with her knees drawn up. She was perha
Forbidden Under the Blood Moon chapter 385
POV: KADE ASHBORN“Read it again, Dorn. Hold it to the lantern and tell me which hand your daughter writes with. Because this scrap was written by someone who has never held a pen in that hand, and it smells like a place I know.”It was deep night, and the column had halted at a ruined shepherd’s hut to rest the horses. They had left me on the litter in the lee of the wall, my hands tied before me, the cord humming its tune. Dorn knelt beside me with his back to the guards, a small scrap of paper trembling between his fingers.He had pulled it from the lining of his left boot. He said it came a week ago, tied to the leg of a pigeon that landed on his window sill. He had told no one.“It says, Papa, they say I am safe. I am not.” Dorn’s lips moved over the words. “That is all. It is her writing.”“Is it?” I took the scrap from him carefully, between two fingers. The letters were large and crooked, as though every stroke had been fought for. “Mara writes small. When she was twelve she w
Forbidden Under the Blood Moon chapter 384
POV: WREN THORNE“I never received your letter, Ivy. Not one word of it. But there are forty grey cloaks in my courtyard who have been polishing their boots for you since sundown, and they asked me to leave this postern door unlocked.”Edric said it in a whisper, with his lantern shuttered to a single slit. He was a broad, weathered man with a scar through one eyebrow and the stiff look of someone who had not slept in a week. He stood in the north postern of Marlhold with the door half open behind him, and the dark behind him smelled of woodsmoke and tallow.Ivy had gone white. “That is not possible. I wrote it myself. I sealed it, and I put it in the river for the moon to carry.”“Ivy.” Edric’s face softened. “Nobody in my lifetime has sent a letter by river. The river does not run to Marlhold. It runs north, to the moon seat.”For a moment nobody spoke. The wind pushed at my cloak. The pebble was cold in my fist.“So the moon carried it north,” I said slowly. “And somebody there rea
Forbidden Under the Blood Moon chapter 383
POV: KADE ASHBORN“You are awake, little wolf. I knew it when I gave you the mint and saw you hold your breath. Nobody holds his breath in a true sleep. Sit up slowly, and keep your eyes half closed, because the guard at the door watches shadows, not us.”I sat up slowly.We were inside a salt barn at a crossing the hunters called Cray Hollow. White blocks were stacked to the rafters, and the lantern light made them glow like frozen milk. My cord was looped around an iron ring in the floor. The hum of it was fainter here, as if the salt swallowed the song.“Only mint,” I said. “No sleepwort.”“I poured the sleepwort into the snow when the captain turned his back.” Dorn pressed a bowl of broth into my bound hands. “He will find out in the morning. By then I hope to have been useful in some other way.”“Dorn. Look at me.”He did. In the lantern light he looked a hundred years old.“I am going to ask you things the way you taught me to ask the reeves,” I said. “I want what you saw, what
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