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The Calm Before All Storms

Penulis: Tyson Roy
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-03 23:41:08

Night in Moonrise breathed softly. The sky shimmered with stars, quiet and endless. Cold air pressed against the stone terrace where Aria stood, wrapped in her cloak, her gaze stretched far across the hills.

Below, torchlight flickered along the village paths. Faint laughter drifted from distant homes. Somewhere deeper in the valley, the river hummed its low, steady song. For a moment, everything felt still—fragile, but whole.

Behind her, a soft breath rose and fell. Their daughter lay sleeping, a carved wooden wolf clutched in one tiny hand. The crescent mark on her brow caught a ribbon of starlight. Aria’s heart ached at the sight. So small. So still. So much more than they could ever understand.

Xander joined her without a word. His arm slid around her waist, warm and sure. They stood in silence, sharing the hush, watching the night hold its breath.

“Do you remember,” Aria murmured, “when we first stood here after the war? I wasn’t sure we’d ever feel safe again.”

He kissed her tem
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    The council chamber felt colder than usual. Tension clung to the walls like mist. Papers rustled, boots shifted, and murmurs buzzed low and uneasy. Lanterns lit the space with soft gold, but the flickering shadows whispered a warning Aria couldn’t shake.She entered quietly, the memory of the Queen’s voice still fresh in her mind. Her daughter’s warmth lingered against her chest. Xander followed, every step alert. One glance told her he felt it too—something wasn’t right.Mira opened the meeting. “The Winterborn have agreed to share patrols. Stonewater will send two battalions if the threat moves past the old river. I say we seal the pact before the spring thaw.”The room gave soft nods—except one.Edric.Young, sharp-featured, loyal once to the Ash Pack. His voice cut through the room. “Perhaps we should slow down. Ash Pack grows uneasy. They feel surrounded, not supported.”His words didn’t land as a suggestion. They landed with an accusation.Aria felt the ripple move through the r

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