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Chapter 79: The File
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THEIR REJECTED DAUGHTER WAS THE LOST HEIRESS Chapter 82: The Ledger
POV: KAELENThe smell of burnt parchment and oil smoke filled the narrow storage room behind the northern garrison vault.I stood beside a heavy iron desk, my silver sword resting unsheathed across the dark mahogany wood. Under the dim, flickering light of a single tallow candle, I unrolled the faded, leather-bound volume I had retrieved from the deepest vault shelf: The Coldspire Special Intake Registry, Year 16.This was the official prisoner ledger Master Harek had mentioned before he was dragged away.My fingers traced down the yellowed pages. Dozens of names had been heavily crossed out with thick black iron-gall ink, the standard mark for prisoners who had perished in the deep stone quarries. But when my eyes reached the bottom of the fourth page, my breath caught in my throat.Aria's entry had not been crossed out.Instead, her prisoner number, Convict 409-B, was bordered by unusual, intricate symbols drawn in red alchemical dye. They were obscure alchemical notations used exc
THEIR REJECTED DAUGHTER WAS THE LOST HEIRESS Chapter 81: Coldspire’s Secret
POV: ARIAI sat by the narrow stone window of my inner bedchamber, staring out into the grey, snow-dusted valley below.For two years, I had built a thick, impenetrable wall in my mind around the memory of Coldspire. I had deliberately refused to revisit the freezing stone pits, the heavy iron collars, or the endless taste of silver-ash in my mouth. To survive, I had treated the quarry as a raw, ugly nightmare, a terrible punishment engineered by Vance’s greed and Gavin’s cowardice."Aria," Kaelen said softly, his deep voice breaking the quiet room as he stepped away from the heavy oak desk. He held the yellowed parchment pages retrieved from the Directorate archives. "You need to look at these entries. The timeline of your transfer to Coldspire doesn't align with a simple local trial."I didn't turn my head away from the window. "I do not care about their timelines, Kaelen.""The records suggest your imprisonment was connected to far more than Luna Elena's tea glass," Kaelen pressed
THEIR REJECTED DAUGHTER WAS THE LOST HEIRESS Chapter 80: The Page They Hid
POV: KAELENThe underground auxiliary archive of the High Security Directorate smelled of dry vinegar, ancient parchment, and suffocating dust.It was a windowless, stone-ribbed sub-vault located three levels beneath the northern garrison wall, a forgotten tomb where records were sent when the capital preferred them to stay buried. The air was bone-chillingly cold, thick with the damp moisture of deep mountain earth.I held a small brass lantern high above my head, its flickering orange flame casting long, dancing shadows across endless rows of iron-bound wooden shelves."Keep your eyes on the upper corridor, Rowan," I said, my voice low and quiet against the vault stone. "If Directorate clerks come down here, they will not ask questions before drawing steel."Rowan stood leaning against the heavy iron threshold of the vault door, his broad frame framed by the dim hallway light. His hand rested flat on the pommel of his broadsword, his grey-green eyes sweeping the dark hallway with ca
THEIR REJECTED DAUGHTER WAS THE LOST HEIRESS Chapter 79: The File
POV: ROWANThe leather messenger pouch brought by my private Winter Guard courier was stamped with three black wax seals, the confidential code reserved for sensitive intelligence gathered from the capital's central archival registries.I sat at the heavy oak desk in my private quarter, breaking the seals with my dagger.Inside sat a thick, yellowed ledger marked Frostwood Border Integration, Classified Dossier. It was the original, unedited transfer file compiled fifteen years ago when Lord Frostwood brought an orphan girl to his keep, cross-referenced with the initial investigative logs from Luna Elena’s collapse two years ago.I opened the folder under the warm glow of the oil lamp, my eyes scanning the faded ink lines.What I read made my jaw tighten, a cold, dangerous stillness settling over my chest.The documents directly contradicted both the formal royal records Kaelen had retrieved from the Directorate and the public narrative Gavin’s pack had maintained for fifteen years.A
THEIR REJECTED DAUGHTER WAS THE LOST HEIRESS Chapter 78: The Proposal
POV: ARIAThe heavy oak doors of the grand hall were pulled open, admitting a delegation clad in polished steel armor trimmed with dark fur.At the head of the party walked Alpha Victor of the Darkridge Pack—a battle-hardened man with sharp grey eyes and a long scar running across his jawline. Behind him, two attendants carried a gilded chest containing formal treaty scrolls, land deeds, and rare moon-stone jewels."Princess Aria," Alpha Victor began, bowing his head with sharp, military precision before looking up to meet my eyes. "The Darkridge Pack has guarded the western passes for three centuries. We offer you five thousand heavy cavalry, absolute control of the western trade routes, and total protection against Lord Malach’s Directorate."He gestured to the gilded chest resting on the stone floorboards."Accept our proposal," Victor continued, his deep voice carrying through the quiet hall. "We will march beside you to the capital court, silence the High Tribunal’s challenges, a
THEIR REJECTED DAUGHTER WAS THE LOST HEIRESS Chapter 77: The Name They Expected
POV: KAELENThe grand hall was instantly swallowed by a deafening storm of whispers.The High Tribunal judges leaned over the marble balustrade, their velvet robes swishing as they exchanged frantic, hushed words. The chief healer still stood on the stone dais, holding the glowing violet crystal orb that pulsed in perfect, rhythmic harmony with the air surrounding the court."A mate?" the lead judge demanded, his deep voice cutting through the rising noise. "The princess’s wolf has recognized a bonded pair? Who is he? Is he one of the four Duke candidates on the royal register?"Lord Kenneth of the Iron Ridge stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with immediate political greed. "It must be Duke William of the Northern Reaches! His line has intermarried with the royal house for generations. Or perhaps Duke Caelen of the Coast! His emissaries arrived in Frostwood only this morning!"I stepped directly onto the center of the dais, placing my broad frame squarely between the judges and my s
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