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CHAPTER 146
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EZRAThe high solar was freezing. Snow blew through the narrow slit windows in thin, glittering wisps, dusting the long oak council table where six clan elders sat huddled in heavy bear-fur cloaks.At the far end of the chamber, Edal stood near the hearth, her silver leather armor gleaming in the firelight. In front of her knelt the Southern Council’s messenger—a thin, shivering man wearing the crimson tunic of the coastal lords, his boots caked in frozen slush.Korr, Rylan, and Tarek flanked the central table like three pillars of dark iron. I stood half a step behind Korr’s broad shoulder, my yew longbow resting against my hip, my dark wool cloak drawn tight over my tunic."The High Council demands the release of the forty mercenaries taken at the western gate," the messenger rasped, his teeth chattering as he held up a rolled parchment sealed with red wax. "And they demand the custody of Helena to face trial in the southern courts."Edal didn't reach for the scroll. She didn't even
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EDALThe small timber writing desk in the corner of Tarek’s private quarters smelled of dried tallow and pine oil.Outside the heavy oak shutters, the mountain wind howled down the granite gorge, carrying the bitter, biting edge of the first real snow. Inside, the only light came from the low stone hearth and a solitary iron oil lamp sitting beside three thick, leather-bound ledgers.I dipped the quill into the black inkpot, my fingers stiff and cold despite the warmth of the fire.The parchment spread across the desk was covered in Helena’s sharp, cramped handwriting—pages upon pages of root ratios, mineral ash percentages, and seasonal soil rotation charts. My back throbbed with a dull, steady ache where the fever had finally left my skin, but I kept my head down, painstakingly cross-referencing her notes with the old harvest records Tarek had pulled from the keep’s vault.The heavy oak door swung open with a quiet, oiled creak.Tarek stepped inside, carrying a small iron kettle and
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EDALThe subterranean corridors beneath the high keep grew colder with every flight of stone steps, dropping deep into the living slate of the mountain where the air smelled of damp earth, rust, and salt.Upstairs, the high solar was quiet, but down here in the iron ring, the weight of the mountain pressed flat against the stone walls. Torchlight flickered weakly in the iron brackets, casting long, dancing shadows across the damp flagstones.I reached the bottom landing, my heavy silver-lined boots making crisp, deliberate clicks against the stone.Standing outside the heavy iron-grated cell door was Tarek.His bare chest was wrapped tightly in clean linen bandages, the dark mark of the iron burn still visible beneath the cloth where it swept around his left flank. Though his skin retained the pale, drawn tightness of a man who had barely broken a violent fever two nights prior, his posture was straight, his reddish-copper hair neatly combed back from his face. In his hands, he held a
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EDALThe stone corridor leading down into the lower quarters smelled of old blood and copper.I marched past the guard posts with my silver longsword unsheathed, the sharp tip leaving a shallow, whispering drag line against the flagstones. My teeth were ground down so tight my jaw hurt, my chest burning with a furious, unyielding heat that made the freezing mountain draughts feel like summer air.Tarek was lying in that room, bleeding through his bandages because of a traitorous old snake who thought she could bargain with wild wolves.I slammed my boot against the heavy oak door of the clinic, sending it crashing back against the granite wall with a thud that echoed straight down the subterranean shaft."Where is she?" I demanded, my voice cutting through the quiet like a silver blade.The air inside the lower room was thick, heavy with the scent of pine pitch, burnt skin, and Tarek’s feverish musk. Tarek lay motionless on the low bed of black furs in the alcove, his chest bare, slic
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EZRAThe sharp, metallic scent of burned copper and fresh blood hung suspended under the heavy timber ceiling, so thick it coated the back of my throat.I didn't move an inch. My arms remained locked around Tarek’s upper chest, holding his heavy, muscular frame flat against the oak workbench while his breathing came in shallow, ragged hitches.His reddish-copper hair was soaked through with cold sweat, plastered against his pale forehead. The jagged, black-and-red line of cooked skin along his left flank was completely still now, sealed tight by Korr's brutal iron, but the sheer heat radiating off the wound burned against my bare forearms."Keep his upper body still, Ezra," Rylan rumbled low, his deep voice dragging out like heavy stones grinding together in the subterranean quiet.The massive warrior dropped onto his knees beside the workbench, the stone floorboards creaking under his weight. Sweat ran down his broad, scar-laced chest, mixing with the dark spatters of Tarek’s blood t
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EZRAThe sharp, metallic stench of fresh blood hit me before I even cleared the final archway into the lower clinic. It washed over the familiar smells of dried mint, bitter willow-bark, and burning pine pitch, thick and heavy enough to make my stomach churn.My hybrid ears twitched violently, pinning back against my dark hair as low, frantic voices echoed off the subterranean stone walls."Hold his shoulders down, Rylan!" Korr’s voice boomed through the quiet chamber, stripped completely of its usual calm authority and raw with a dark, primal panic I had never heard from our commander before. "He’s losing too much blood! Drive the iron clamps deeper into the basin!"I sprinted across the cold flagstones, my leather boots slipping slightly on a smear of crimson near the threshold.The clinic was a scene of absolute chaos. The central heavy oak table—the same workbench where Tarek usually measured his tinctures and herbs—was covered in a wide pool of dark red blood.Tarek lay stretched
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EDALThe smell of burned flesh always came first, Smoke and charred skin. It filled my nose, my throat, my lungs. I couldn't breathe or scream. I was nine years old again, hiding under the kitchen table, watching my mother's body break itself apart.Her spine curved backward first with a loud, we
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EDALI came with his name on my lips. My back arched off the dirt floor. My thighs shook. My breath came in ragged gasps. I saw white behind my eyes, and for a moment, I forgot he'd thrown me away.Then it was over. I lay there, sweaty and disgusting, my hand still between my legs, my chest heaving
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EDALThe night air hit my face Branches scratched my arms. Mud sucked at my boots. My lungs burned. My legs screamed. I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. If I stopped, I'd think about him, and if I thought about him, I'd die.I ran until my body gave out.I collapsed in a ditch … wet and dark and full
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EDAL“You haven't fucked me in two weeks Rylan… Of course I'm wet, Bow shut up and fuck me .” He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I gasped. My nails dug into his shoulders.“Is this what you need?” he asked, curling his fingers, hitting that spot that made my vision blur.“I need you
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