登入Roselyn’s POVMorning arrived with the sound of birdsong. For the first time in days, I had slept without waking to screams or the smell of smoke, yet the memory of the lullaby lingered and so did Mara’s expression. She had looked at me as though she had seen a ghost.A gentle knock sounded at the door.“Roselyn?” It was Mara. “I brought breakfast.”When I opened the door, she handed me a tray of warm bread, fresh berries, and herbal tea.“You didn’t have to do this.”She smiled. “We take care of our guests.”I studied her face, She looked calmer than she had the night before.“Mara…” She met my gaze. “That song…” Her smile faded.“What about it?”“Why did you leave?”For a heartbeat, she said nothing, Then she looked toward the mountains.“Some songs carry memories.”The words sent a chill through me. “I’ve never heard it before.”“I believe you.”“Then how did I know it?”Mara gently placed a hand over mine.“Not every memory belongs to the mind.”Before I could ask what she meant,
Roselyn’s POVThe mountain trembled and a deep rumble echoed through the narrow pass as the towering stone doors slowly parted. Cold air spilled from the darkness beyond, carrying the scent of damp earth, pine, and something strangely familiar.I froze. “This place…” My voice barely escaped above a whisper. “…feels alive.”Darius didn’t answer, he simply stepped through the opening. “Stay close.”I hesitated only a moment before following him. The instant my foot crossed the threshold, the rumbling stopped. Behind us, the stone doors sealed shut. I spun around and the entrance was gone. Only an unbroken wall of gray rock remained.I stared in disbelief. “We’re trapped.”“No.” Darius kept walking. “We’re protected.”There was a difference but, I wasn’t sure I understood it.The passage stretched endlessly before us, crystals embedded within the stone glowed with a soft silver light. Unlike torches, their light never flickered, I reached toward one and the moment my fingertips brushed i
ROSELYN’S POVWe didn’t stop running, branches clawed at my sleeves as Darius led me through the dense forest. Fallen logs, tangled roots, and thorny bushes blurred together beneath my feet, but he never hesitated. He knew exactly where he was going.“Darius…” I gasped.“Keep moving.”“I can’t—”“You can.” His voice wasn’t harsh, It was certain.So I kept running.After what felt like an eternity, Darius suddenly raised his hand.“Down.”We dropped behind a massive fallen oak covered in thick moss. I struggled to catch my breath while Darius remained perfectly still, listening. The forest answered with silence, Then… Voices, Faint… Too distant to understand. More than one person, I looked at Darius as he slowly placed a finger against his lips for me not to make a sound. The voices grew clearer.“They came this way.”“Search the ridge.”“Don’t lose the trail.”A chill raced down my spine, they weren’t shouting, they were hunting. I instinctively reached for the crystal pendant beneath
ROSELYN’S POVThe forest was changing, the towering oaks that had surrounded us for days slowly gave way to ancient pines whose branches stretched so high they almost hid the sky. The air smelled different here—cooler, carrying the scent of moss and distant rain.Darius slowed his pace. “We’re close.”I looked up. “Close to what?”He glanced ahead without answering.I sighed. “I don’t suppose today is the day you finally tell me where we’re going.”A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “No.”For someone who had saved my life, Darius had an incredible talent for saying very little. Still… I trusted him more than I had a week ago. Not completely, but enough to keep walking. The path narrowed until we reached a shallow stream. Its water was crystal clear, flowing over smooth stones that shimmered beneath the sunlight.Darius knelt beside it. “We’ll refill our waterskins.”I crouched nearby, dipping my fingers into the icy water, it felt strangely… Familiar. A sudden image flash
NOAH’S POVSleep never came… the torn page… the faded crescent… master Aldren’s reaction… Every piece circled through my mind until dawn painted the palace walls gold. Someone knew what that symbol meant, they simply refused to say it. A sharp knock sounded at my chamber door.“Enter.”Gideon stepped inside looking as though he hadn’t slept either.“You’ve been busy.”“So have you,” Noah replied.Gideon placed another cloth bundle on the table.“I visited the last set of merchants who entered the capital this week.”“And?”“They all told the same story.”Noah waited.“None of them recognize the symbol.”A flicker of disappointment crossed Noah’s face.“But…” Gideon continued. “…one old trader recognized the metal.”Noah immediately looked up.“The metal?”“He couldn’t name it.”“What did he say?”“He said he’d only seen it once, Many years ago. But… Gideon hesitated. “He couldn’t remember where.”I sighed. “Another dead end.”“Not exactly.” Gideon unfolded a small piece of parchment.
NOAH’S POVBy sunrise, Gideon had already left the palace. True to his word, he avoided the Royal Guard and chose a quieter path through the capital. If the attackers belonged to a hidden organization, asking the wrong people would only alert them.I spent the whole day enduring preparations for my coronation. Royal tailors adjusted ceremonial robes. Advisors reviewed ancient customs. Messengers arrived with reports from neighboring packs, and I answered every question expected of a future king yet, his thoughts remained fixed on a single object… A blackened mask.Late at night, a knock sounded on the door of my study.“Enter.”Gideon stepped inside and quietly closed the door behind him. His expression told me everything.“You found something.”“I found… almost nothing.”I leaned back in my chair. “Explain.”Gideon placed the mask on the table between us.“I visited three master blacksmiths.”“And?”“They all agreed on one thing.”“The metal isn’t from any forge in Lunaris.”I frowne







