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CHAPTER TEN

Penulis: Blessing Nelson
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-18 15:20:57

If life were a play, I was starting to think I’d been cast as the lead in a tragicomedy, dark, messy, and entirely too sarcastic for my own good.

The rogue faction’s grip on the city was tightening, and trust was as scarce as a decent cup of coffee after midnight.

Kael and I were still nursing bruises, physical and emotional, while trying to piece together who among the Council was the real enemy. I couldn’t decide what hurt more, my ribs or the realization that someone we trusted might be a traitor.

I was sitting in Kael’s grimy kitchen, sipping the third cup of bitter black coffee that tasted like regret, when Selene burst in like a hurricane with bad news.

“Guess what?” she said, grinning like a cat who just caught a mouse.

I narrowed my eyes. “That you finally learned how to make coffee that doesn’t taste like liquid ash?”

She rolled her eyes. “Very funny. No, worse.”

Kael raised an eyebrow, arms crossed like he was waiting for a punchline.

“There’s a mole,” Selene said, voice low
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  • MoonLit Sins: The Curse Of Red Hollow   CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

    The halls of the Rotunda had never been so quiet. No echo of Kael’s boots. No laughter from the war room. Only the heavy, humming silence of what I had become. I stood in the middle of the war chamber barefoot, wearing the cloak he left behind. My hair clung to my face, wet from the rain I hadn’t noticed while wandering through the ruins of what we’d built together. Selene entered behind me, closing the doors softly.“You should rest,” she said, her voice cautious.“There’s a war coming.”“There always is,” she replied. “But you won’t survive it if you fight as someone else.”I turned, slowly. “I’m not someone else.”Selene stepped closer. “No. But you’re not only Lyra anymore, either.”She held out a small obsidian blade etched in god-script. “This was meant to cut divine threads. If it gets worse… if you lose control…”I stared at the blade. She didn’t finish the sentence. She didn’t have to.That night, I dreamed of the throne room, but not the one in Red Hollow. This one was float

  • MoonLit Sins: The Curse Of Red Hollow   CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN

    The wind howled through the Rotunda’s shattered eastern window, ushering in the cold scent of magic and rot. I hadn’t slept. The god inside me hadn’t either.She whispered now, not in words, but in pulls. My fingers twitched toward old runes. My breath synced to the rhythm of an ancient chant I’d never learned but suddenly knew.I wrapped myself in Kael’s old cloak, though it no longer smelled like him. It smelled like ash and regret. Selene entered the chamber at dawn, eyes wary.“You haven’t left this spot,” she observed.I didn’t move. “What happens when you become what you feared?”“You figure out if you’re more human than god,” she said. “Or if you were always something else.”I looked at her. “He’s afraid of me.”She nodded once, slowly. “He should be.”He avoided me for two days. Every time I entered a room, he left. When we crossed paths in the war chambers, he wouldn’t meet my eyes. He briefed generals with clipped orders and wouldn’t speak to me unless it was mission-related

  • MoonLit Sins: The Curse Of Red Hollow   CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

    The descent into the catacombs was silent. Kael walked ahead with the lantern. I followed, heart thudding louder than my footsteps. We passed skeletal guardians long dormant, crumbling ward glyphs flickering along the walls like dying fireflies.“This place hasn’t been touched in centuries,” I whispered. Kael didn’t respond.The deeper we went, the colder the air became. Like something down here breathed backward, sucking warmth and light from the world above. Eventually, we reached a door of blackened bone. Ribcage columns curved inward, their tips fused like the mouth of a predator. In its center, a jagged sigil pulsed. It was carved into my memory.My dream. The vision. The curse.Kael turned. “Is it calling to you?”I nodded. “But not like a voice. More like a heartbeat.”The sigil pulsed again. I raised my palm. A tendril of magic, not mine, but deeply mine, poured from my fingertips and touched the bone.The door unlatched. Inside was darkness so dense it felt physical. Like wal

  • MoonLit Sins: The Curse Of Red Hollow   CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

    Morning light was a cruel thing. Too soft for the ache in my bones. Too warm for what we just survived. I sat on the Rotunda steps, my cloak dragging ash behind me. The wards were still pulsing, but fainter now, like they no longer needed to scream. Kael emerged from the shadows behind me, his arm wrapped in a bloodied bandage. He hadn’t said much since we came back. I hadn’t pushed.Until now.“You still bleeding?” I asked.“Only on the inside,” he muttered.I gave him a side glance.He dropped beside me, exhaling slowly. “You went to the gods without me. Again.”“You came after me. Again.”“That’s not the same thing, Lyra.”He wasn’t wrong. But I wasn’t ready to admit it.“I didn’t know if I was coming back,” I whispered. “I didn’t want you to watch me, break.”“I’d rather watch you break than bury you.”That silenced me.I reached for his hand, but he didn’t offer it. He stood.“I need air,” he said, voice clipped. “Real air. Not fate-soaked magic dust.”And then he was gone, leavi

  • MoonLit Sins: The Curse Of Red Hollow   CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

    The gate opened with blood and bone. No incantation. No key. Just the memory of a girl who once begged the stars for mercy… and the echo of gods who heard her wish and turned it into a debt.I stepped through. The world beyond was not sky or land, but silence, suspended like a breath never released. Light shimmered in slivers, forming floating stairways that coiled into oblivion. I walked barefoot, yet the ground changed with every step, glass, ash, then bone.At the heart of it all stood a throne made of stone and flame. Upon it… no one.But they were near.Watching.Waiting.I spoke aloud, my voice thin against the vastness. “You wanted a vessel? I’m here. Speak.”The silence shattered.Voices, hundreds layered into one, rushed through the space like wind across a graveyard.“You are not the first.”“But you are the only one who tore fate and lived.”Then… a figure emerged.Not Kael. Not Eryx.Her.A reflection of me, but divine, terrifying. Her eyes were black voids, her smile frac

  • MoonLit Sins: The Curse Of Red Hollow   CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

    The night was still. Too still. Eryx’s presence had shifted something in the air, like the scent before lightning strikes. Something was coming. Something vast. And I could feel it inside me, like my bones had turned to stars trying to scream.Kael hadn’t spoken to me since the hallway.He disappeared into the war chambers with Cyria, Edgar trailing behind with nervous pastries. I didn’t stop him. He needed space.But I needed answers.And I knew who had them.I found Eryx alone in the old observatory, surrounded by star maps and ancient glass. His hand was cupped beneath a candle, light flickering across runes inked in ash across his palm.“You’re afraid,” he said before I could speak.I leaned against the doorframe. “You’re observant.”He smiled. “No. I feel it. You think it’s power humming in your veins, but it’s something else.”I crossed the room. “Then tell me. No riddles.”He held my gaze. “You are not just the girl who broke a curse. You're not just Kael’s miracle. You are a t

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