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Chapter 40: Fire in the Court
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The council chamber smelled of smoke and sweat. Torches flickered along the stone walls, casting long shadows across the polished table where the kingdom’s most powerful men sat with their masks of civility.Damien stood at the head of the chamber, his cloak unfastened, his hair unkempt as though he had stormed here without pause. His eyes burned like coals, and at his side, Captain Eryndor knelt, wrists bound, a guard’s blade pressed against his back.Whispers coursed through the chamber like water through cracks.I entered quietly, every gaze turning toward me as though I might explain. I did not. I simply took my seat, hands folded, expression serene.“Traitor,” Damien snarled, his voice reverberating through the hall. He shoved Eryndor forward so he collapsed at the foot of the table. “A serpent in my ranks. My own commander is selling secrets to our enemies.”The councilors exchanged wary looks. One cleared his throat. “My lord… do you have proof?”Damien’s laugh was sharp, wild.
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The candlelight burned low in my chambers, its flame shrinking as if suffocated by the weight of the night.I sat at my desk, the ledger open before me, its inked secrets stretching like veins across the page. Names, bribes, blood debts proof of a rot that infected the palace far deeper than even Damien knew.Yet for all the shadows hidden in ink, it was the silence that unnerved me most.Lira had retired early, claiming a fever. A convenient excuse, given what I now knew of her loyalties. I allowed her absence, though I posted no protest. Better to let the serpent believe herself unseen.The silence fractured with the faintest scrape.A shift in the air. A breath where none should be.I did not look up immediately. Instead, I dipped my quill, writing a single word upon the parchment as though nothing had changed.“Show yourself,” I said softly.The shadow that emerged from the corner moved with deadly grace. A mask of coiled silver obscured his face, serpent eyes glinting through the
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The capital thrived on whispers. By the time snow had melted from the rooftops, every noble tongue was already murmuring about Damien’s humiliation in council and the Prime Minister’s lingering gaze upon me.A week ago, those rumors would have cut me like glass. Now, they were threads I could pull at leisure, weaving a net where both Damien and Aria would choke.The Winter Solstice Banquet provided the perfect stage.The chandeliers glowed with a thousand flames, scattering light across marble floors polished to a mirror sheen. Nobles glided across the hall, jewels catching firelight, their laughter brittle as spun sugar. The musicians’ bows danced over strings, filling the air with honeyed notes that could not disguise the bitterness beneath.I entered in a silver silk trimmed with black lace, a gown subtle yet impossible to ignore. Its shimmer drew eyes not with scandal, but with power. I walked as though the hall belonged to me, and for a moment, even Damien’s mask faltered when he
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The morning after Damien’s rage was quieter than the silence of a tomb.I rose with the pale light filtering through the silk curtains, my body aching with the ghost of his grip still on my arms.Every bruise he left felt like a brand, not of ownership, but of his unraveling.The Duke of Morvain, so polished, so perfect before the eyes of the capital, was fraying like cheap velvet and only I could see the threads breaking.Lira entered with her usual demure bow, tray in hand. Tea steamed faintly, carrying the scent of chamomile and mint. Her eyes lowered in practiced humility, but now, every step she took, every glance she tried to hide, rang false to me.Traitor.If she noticed my longer stare this morning, she gave no sign of it. “Shall I prepare your gown, my lady?” she asked softly, setting the tray upon the table.“Yes,” I said evenly, “the silver silk.”Her fingers trembled just slightly when she lifted the fabric from the chest. In another life, I would never have noticed. In t
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The council dissolved into murmurs and footsteps, nobles scattering like frightened birds. Damien remained behind, brooding at the head of the chamber, his gaze sharp as a drawn blade.Serina slipped away quietly, her breath unsteady. The ledger still weighed at her side like a hidden brand, every name inside pressing against her ribs.She had just turned down the corridor when a hand caught her wrist.The Prime Minister.His smile was faint, his eyes calculating as he drew her into a quiet alcove, away from the echo of guards.“My lady,” he said smoothly, bowing his head, though the gesture lacked respect it was a mockery wrapped in silk. “A word, if you will.”Serina stiffened. “What game is this?”“No game. Only truth.” He leaned closer, his voice dropping. “Damien is losing his grip. You see it. The serpent strikes bolder, his enemies circle, and yet he clings to you as though your presence alone is worth the kingdom’s ruin.”Her pulse quickened, but she held his gaze. “And what o
REVENGE AFTER REBIRTH-THE LORD'S FORSAKEN BRIBE Chapter 40: Fire in the Court
Sleep evaded Serina. Even with the curtains drawn and candles snuffed, the ledger’s weight pressed on her like a second heartbeat.She couldn’t rid her mind of the name scrawled within it…Captain Eryndor.But another unease gnawed at her. Lira.Her maid moved with a gentleness that bordered on devotion, yet the memory of her slipping into the chamber at night, hands inside the jewelry box, would not leave her.So Serina feigned rest. She lay still, breaths even, until at last the soft creak of footsteps stirred the silence.Lira.The girl padded toward the door, her shadow gliding along the wall. Serina rose in silence and followed, barefoot across the cold floor.Down the corridor, Lira’s figure disappeared onto the balcony overlooking the moonlit gardens. Serina pressed herself against the stone arch, peering through the sliver of space.A hooded figure stood waiting.Her heart lurched.Lira’s voice was hushed, trembling, but clear enough. “She will choose our side. She must. The se
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