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A TEST

Author: Zal
last update publish date: 2026-09-10 20:56:39

The rider was young, barely older than a boy, his uniform still dusted with the road and his hands shaking faintly as he stood before the war room table.

"Tell me everything," Jasper said. "From the beginning."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The rider swallowed hard. "Patrol spotted movement past the northern ridgeline three days ago. Small at first, we thought hunters, maybe traders straying off the usual routes. By yesterday morning the numbers had grown. Organized formations, Your Majesty. Northern co
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  • HIS FATHER'S LUNA   A TEST

    The rider was young, barely older than a boy, his uniform still dusted with the road and his hands shaking faintly as he stood before the war room table."Tell me everything," Jasper said. "From the beginning.""Yes, Your Majesty." The rider swallowed hard. "Patrol spotted movement past the northern ridgeline three days ago. Small at first, we thought hunters, maybe traders straying off the usual routes. By yesterday morning the numbers had grown. Organized formations, Your Majesty. Northern colors."Marcus Hale, already standing at the map spread across the table, leaned forward, tracing a line along the ridge with one finger. "How many?""Perhaps three hundred. Difficult to say for certain from the distance we held.""Three hundred." Jasper's voice stayed even, though something behind his eyes had sharpened considerably. "That isn't an invasion force, Commander.""No," Marcus agreed slowly. "It isn't." "Then what is it?"The rider hesitated. "The patrol captain believed it was a tes

  • HIS FATHER'S LUNA   WHAT THE VIGIL REQUIRES

    A summons arrived the next morning. It was formal and brief, delivered by a guard rather than Naya. His Majesty requests the Queen's presence in the war room. Vigil preparations.Emma read it twice, looking for something warmer between the lines, and found nothing. She told herself she hadn't expected to.The war room wasn't what she'd imagined. No maps of battle, no scattered weapons, just a long table covered in ledgers and diagrams, seating charts marked with the crests of a dozen visiting Houses, a schedule stretching across three weeks in Jasper's own precise handwriting.He looked up when she entered, and something in his face told her he'd been waiting."You're here." He gestured to the seat beside him rather than across from him, which felt, somehow, like its own small statement. "The Longnight Vigil requires more coordination than most people realize. I thought it best you understood the whole of it, rather than simply appearing on the day and hoping for the best.""I'd like

  • HIS FATHER'S LUNA    A DUTIFUL VISIT

    "I know you weren't trying to be." His voice gentled further, forgiving, understanding. You are going to be Queen of Valenmoor. Queens do not chase their husbands through corridors, weeping over silence. Queens wait, with grace, and let the men around them come to understand what they've been given." He tilted his head, studying her with something that looked, convincingly, like pride. "You were made for that throne, Celeste. I have always believed it. But a throne requires more than desire. It requires patience most girls your age have never had to learn."Celeste nodded slowly, some of the hurt in her face folding itself into something more composed. "You're right. I let my temper get the better of me.""You let your heart get the better of you," Victor corrected gently. "That isn't a flaw, my dear. It simply isn't a Queen's temperament yet. It will be, in time, with the right guidance.""Should I apologize to him?" "No." Victor's answer came quickly, smooth. "Let him come to you.

  • HIS FATHER'S LUNA   NOT EVEN A LETTER

    Ethan heard her before the guards announced her."I don't need to be escorted. I know where his chambers are." Celeste's voice carried down the corridor, sharp with a fury she wasn't bothering to soften for anyone listening. The door to the map room opened hard enough to strike the wall."Three weeks." She stood in the doorway, chin high, her eyes bright with something that hadn't decided yet whether it wanted to be tears or rage. "Three weeks, Ethan. Not a letter. Not a summons. Not so much as a servant sent to ask how I've been since you stood in front of the entire kingdom and chose me."Ethan looked up slowly from the papers he wasn't reading. "Celeste.""That's my name, she crossed the room, skirts snapping around her ankles. "I have spent three weeks fielding questions from every noble family in this court about wedding preparations, about a date, about anything at all I might tell them, and I have had nothing to offer them but silence, because my future husband has apparently f

  • HIS FATHER'S LUNA   THE FIRST COUNCIL

    Emma didn't remember walking back to her chambers. She only remembered arriving, closing the door, and standing there with her back against it, breathing like she'd been running. I don't love you, Emma. I never did.She wanted to believe it was never true. It would have been so much simpler if it were true.Naya found her there twenty minutes later, still in the same spot, and didn't ask what had happened. She simply set down the gown she'd been carrying and waited, quiet, until Emma's breathing evened out on its own."The Council meets within the hour, Your Majesty," Naya said gently. "This is your first sitting at the Council. Emma had forgotten entirely. She almost laughed at the timing, some dark, tired humor bubbling up at the idea of walking straight from Ethan's cruelty into a room full of men who'd spent years calling her a curse and convincing her Dad that she was the major problem of his downfall. "Then I suppose I should get dressed," she said.The Council chamber was sma

  • HIS FATHER'S LUNA   A STRANGER WEARING HIS FACE 

    "I thought I'd spend the night here." "Why would you think that?"The words landed like a slap. Emma's face went hot. "We're married. I didn't think it was strange to—""This is not your chamber." Jasper set down his pen with a precision that felt worse than a shout. "You have your own rooms. Use them if you want to sleep." Emma looked towards the bed. I..I thought this was what I was supposed to do? "I don't recall inviting you here." His voice was too harsh. Whatever happened on our wedding night was because I was drunk. I do not want you to think otherwise. Emma stood frozen in the doorway, humiliation crawling up her throat so fast she couldn't speak past it. "But I am your wife now. I thought wives…" She stopped there.I don’t want you to misunderstand the previous night. Never enter my chambers unless you are being summoned. He hadn't moved from his desk. He wasn't even looking at her fully now, his eyes already dropping back toward his papers. "Go back to your chambers, Emma

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