FAZER LOGINWe found him within the hour, propped against the northern watchtower like he might have fallen asleep on duty.He hadn’t.“Don’t let Wren see this,” Asher said quietly, already moving to block the sight line.Too late. Wren had already stopped beside me, going very still.“His throat,” she said, voice flat with shock. “It’s clean. There’s barely any blood.”“That’s not an animal attack,” Asher said, crouching beside the body, studying the wound with a tracker’s careful eye. “That’s not a rebellion skirmish either. Look at the ground around him.”“What am I looking at,” I asked.“Nothing. No struggle marks, no drag lines, no signs he even had time to draw his blade. Whoever did this got close enough to kill him before he registered the threat.”“How is that even possible? He was trained. He would have sensed someone approaching.”“Not if they knew exactly how to move against a trained sentry. This wasn’t luck, Briar. This was a skill built over years.”“That takes training,” Wren said
Asher was waiting at the gate when I finally reached it, arms crossed, expression tight in a way that told me he already knew I’d left without a word.“Where were you,” he said, no greeting.“Out.”“Out. That’s the explanation I get, after everything.”“I don’t owe you a detailed itinerary, Asher.”“You disappeared in the middle of the night without telling anyone. After the conversation we just had. Forgive me for being concerned instead of being casual about that.”“I needed answers you couldn’t give me. So I went to find them somewhere else.”“By yourself. In the dark. After everything that’s happened this week.”“I handled it.”“That’s not the point.”“Then what is the point, exactly? Because from where I’m standing, you don’t get to be upset about me making decisions without consulting you right after I found out you’ve been making decisions about me without consulting me for weeks.”That landed, and he had the grace to look like it had.“That’s fair,” he admitted.“I know it’s f
Callum found me before dawn, breathless, the kind of urgency that meant whatever he’d learned couldn’t wait for a decent hour.“She gave the order,” he said, no preamble. “Last night. I intercepted the courier before he could ride out.”“What order?”“Kill order. Direct. Against Briar. Not contain, not deter. End.”Something in my chest went very still and very cold.“Say that again.”“Your mother ordered Briar’s death, Ronan. In writing, under her own seal. I have the courier’s copy.”“How did you intercept it?”“I’ve had someone watching the courier routes since I found the requisition logs. I didn’t expect it to matter this fast.”“She swore she’d never cross that line. She told me, weeks ago, that removing her was only ever a consideration.”“Considerations don’t usually come with sealed orders and reassigned units.”“How many units?”“Enough. She’s not being subtle anymore. Whatever restraint she was showing before, it’s gone.”“Where is she?”“Your mother? Her study, last I chec
By the time the last of the heat settled beneath my ribs, the tree line stood empty. Whoever had been watching was already gone.“Did anyone else see that,” I asked, turning to the silver-haired woman still studying me with open awe.“See what?”“Someone was in the trees. Watching. I felt it was a second too late.”Her expression sharpened instantly, awe replaced by hard calculation. “Are you certain?”“I’m certain.”“Describe what you felt.”“A presence. Still, deliberate, the kind of stillness that comes from training, not accident. Then gone, fast, the moment I noticed it.”“That sounds like a scout. Trained ones move exactly that way.”“Ashguard trained, you mean.”“Possibly. Or someone else entirely who has reason to watch us. We’ve made enemies beyond just the crown.”“Wonderful. So I don’t even know who to be afraid of yet.”“Welcome to leading a cause. The list of people who might want you gone only grows from here.”“That’s not comforting.”“I did warn you honesty wasn’t the
The rebellion’s meeting point turned out to be an old stone circle deep in the forest, lit by torches arranged with a precision that told me this wasn’t a casual gathering.A dozen figures waited, and the moment I stepped into the clearing, every one of them knelt.“Please,” I said, startled. “Get up. I’m not anyone’s ruler.”An older woman rose first, silver-haired, her eyes sharp despite her age. “Not yet, perhaps. Tonight isn’t about ruling. It’s about knowing.”“Knowing what.”“What you actually are. You’ve come here uncertain. We intend to remove that uncertainty.”“I came here to talk. Nobody mentioned a ceremony.”“The talking comes after. Some truths aren’t reached through conversation.”“You could have warned me.”“Would you have come, if we had?”“Probably. I still would have preferred the choice.”“Fair. I’ll remember that, if there’s a next time.”“What kind of ceremony are we discussing?”“The old rite. Ironback lineage was once confirmed through it, generations ago, befo
I walked away from Asher and didn’t stop until I reached the edge of Kade territory, the training yard fence cool under my hands, the night air doing nothing to settle the storm still turning over in my chest.Some part of me kept replaying it. Since the alley. The very first sentence he’d ever said to me, already carrying a second purpose underneath the words that had felt, at the time, like the first real kindness anyone had offered me in months.I didn’t hear Wren approach until she was already leaning against the fence beside me.“You look like you need to hit something,” she said.“I’m considering my options.”“Training yard’s empty this time of night, if you want a real target instead of just standing here stewing.”“Maybe later.”“I heard some of it. Not all of it. Enough to guess the rest.”“How much did you hear?”“Enough to know Asher’s political and personal reasons for wanting you to get tangled together somewhere along the way, and you just found out.”“That’s a generous







