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Chapter 103

Author: Aliuibrahim
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-09 21:52:26

Isabella – POV

The gates slammed shut behind us with a finality that didn’t ask questions.

No turning back now.

The Vale smelled of cedar and ash, of dirt soaked in memory. My boots crunched over familiar gravel, the kind I hadn’t heard underfoot since I was a girl sneaking out to chase fireflies with Mai and getting caught by Mama before we even reached the tree line.

Now, Mai sat silent in the carriage behind me, holding Mama’s hand like it was the last piece of her she could anchor to. Mama’s breaths were shallow. Her skin was pale and pulled tight, but she was still here.

Still fighting.

We all were.

The sentry who had opened the gate trailed behind, eyes flicking toward the blade strapped at my hip. “Your… arrival will stir trouble.”

“I’m counting on it,” I said without slowing.

He blinked.

I didn’t.

---

The outpost was half a mile in—stone-walled and bramble-wrapped, tucked between hills like a secret too dangerous to whisper aloud. My father used to call it the Vale’s throat. Y
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