MasukNadiaFather's face was expressionless as he stared back at her, blood welling at the corner of his mouth where Mama's ring had broken the skin.Neither of them spoke for a beat too long. Then Mama turned and strode out of the kitchen, her skirts swishing around her legs."Mom," I said. Small.She didn't turn back. "I've tried," she said, her voice flat, already halfway down the hall. "And I am done trying."I followed her and found the sound of rustling fabric behind their bedroom door. Mama was already packing a bag, pulling clothes from the wardrobe without bothering to fold them."What are you..." I stopped, taking in what I was seeing. "What are you doing?"She paused, a woolen tunic halfway into the bag. Then she turned to look at me, her eyes red rimmed. "I cannot do this anymore, Nani. I have tried to hold this family together since the night we came home from that cell, and I cannot do it another day.""You can't say that," I protested. "You...""Nani," she said sharply, cutt
NadiaI stacked the last of the dinner plates and turned to the sink, water already running. Behind me I could hear Father shift in his chair."You know, if we sell the farm equipment as is, we could probably get a good price," he said. "The plow still has some life in it."Mama crossed her arms. "It's not just the equipment that's the problem. It's the fact that the crops aren't coming up. After all the work you put in."He sat back. "It's fine, a bit behind, same as every year around this time. You can't blame me for the weather." His tone was short, impatient. I turned my attention to the soap-smeared dishes, giving him space."I'm not blaming you," Mama said sharply."Sounds like you were."She sighed and walked over to pick up his empty bowl. "The neighbors' crops are growing just fine, Edran. They're not 'behind.'""Well, maybe they're not contending with the problems I am," he said, his voice rising. "You don't think I know what I'm doing?"Mama went quiet for a moment, just lo
NadiaI slipped my key into the lock and stepped inside. The hallway was dim, only the front room lights on. I hung my coat and dropped my bag by the door. Mama's voice drifted from the kitchen. "Nani, you're home. I left your dinner on the stove."I entered the kitchen to find Toby sitting at the table, shelling beans into a bowl. Mama was stirring a pot of soup and the smell filled the small room. A loaf of bread sat on the counter, cut into uneven slices. I pulled off my scarf and unwound my hair."Thanks, Mom, something smells good." I slid onto the chair beside Toby."Of course! I'd never let my favorite sister starve." He grinned at me."I'm your only sister." I rolled my eyes and snatched a bean pod from his hand."Hands off, thief." He flicked a green bean at me. "I worked hard shelling these."I laughed and tossed the bean back, catching it neatly. "They're surviving somehow."The front door creaked open. I felt my shoulders tense, but Toby just called out, "Dad's home!" as i
JaceFive godforsaken years. I can't believe I almost let it happen again. All that time wasted, drifting from crowded city to cramped tavern without a purpose. Avoiding the responsibility that awaited me. The only thing that finally pulled me back was the ore deposit, the one prize worth securing for good. I had a plan, a way to take Blackwater and guard that vein of precious metal. It was the only thing in my life I'd ever seen through to the bitter end. And now, here I am, dragged north on someone else's errand, leaving it all behind. Just like before.A soft crunch of boots on gravel, the hiss of a fire flaring to life. We'd reached the camp. A handful of lean-to tents scattered around a makeshift fire pit, the kind of rough camp a man on the run would stop at, nothing built to last. Temporary, thrown together in a hurry. It was hard to imagine anyone calling this place home for long, but it would do for what we needed.I needed to focus on the task at hand, on the prize waiting f
Bram"I can't believe how much you look like yourself again," Taya said, reaching out to touch my cheek. I flinched at first, instinctively, my skin was still strange, still unfamiliar, but then I made myself relax into it."I didn't realize how different I'd gotten," I said. "I guess I've been looking at my own reflection for a long time.""But they don't lie like real people do." She withdrew her hand, smiling faintly. "Even when I was a little girl, I could tell when you were hiding something, no matter how good a mask you put on."I nearly stumbled in the conversation then, I wanted so desperately to tell her the truth of what I'd become. But she'd never asked me directly, and I knew I couldn't bear the weight of her disappointment if she found out I was an impostor. So I listened to her words and nodded, trying to find a way to shift the conversation to safer ground.Something in what she'd said pulled at a memory that wasn't mine. I'd found it weeks ago, tucked in one of Kael's
BramI stepped into the dining room with a practiced smile, careful to keep the weariness from my eyes. Taya was already seated, a vision in candlelit silk, her hair unbound. She stood as I entered, a smile breaking across her face. "Father," she said warmly, crossing the room to embrace me.I kissed her cheek, breathing in the delicate scent of rosewater. "Daughter. You look beautiful tonight."Her arms tightened around me for a heartbeat longer than usual, and I knew I shouldn't press my luck. "Thank you," she said, pulling back. "I'm so glad you could make it tonight. I know you have a lot going on."We took our seats at the table, and the servants brought in the first course, a consomme of wild mushrooms with a hint of thyme. I took a sip, studying Taya across the table. Something about her seemed different tonight, warmer, like she was glowing from somewhere underneath."I ordered this myself," she said, as if reading my thoughts. "Mama always said it was her favorite dish when s
SeraNight fell fast, and with it, the temperature plummeted. We had three fires going, but the heat didn't seem to travel more than six inches past the flames. I sat on a log by the middle fire, pulling the wagon fur around my shoulders, shivering so hard my teeth were literally clicking together.
LyraShe ignored me. She dropped to her knees, her hands sliding down to the waistband of my trousers. She shoved her fingers inside the fabric, gripping my hips tight. With one sharp pull, she dragged the pants and my underwear down to my ankles. I stepped out of them, kicking my boots off in the
Lyra"Tell the girl to step into the room," he said."Leave her out of this," I said. My voice came out as a pathetic, raspy whisper. I cleared my throat, trying to find some spine. "She didn't do anything. It was my idea to come in here.""Tell her to step into the room," he said, his eyes going d
LyraThe voice didn't belong to Nadia. It didn't belong to me. It came from the metallic object resting directly behind my hip.Nadia froze. She pulled her mouth away from me and yanked her fingers out of my body. She stood up quickly, wiping her wet mouth with the back of her hand, her chest heavi







