Outer Wall – TwilightThe cold bit deeper now, sliding under Elise’s tunic as the last of the daylight bled from the sky. She didn’t notice the chill—her focus was on the scrap of parchment in her palm. The words felt heavier than the paper itself.Our friend took the bait. Preparing to move her next piece into place.Her grip tightened until the edges cut into her skin.Not suspicion anymore. Proof. And that proof gave her something she’d been missing for days—clarity.“They’ve been choosing every turn we take,” she said quietly. “No more.”Rian’s voice was low. “You mean to hit back.”“I mean to make the next move so convincing they won’t realize it’s mine until it’s too late.”His mouth curved faintly. “Then you’ll need bait of your own.”“I already have it,” she said. “But for it to work, Kai will have to believe it’s real.”That gave him pause. “You trust him to play along?”“I trust him to recognize when the alternative is losing everything.”Kai’s Quarters – Late EveningThe ra
The barracks smelled faintly of oil, leather, and damp stone. Rian moved through the rows of weapon racks with the quiet precision of someone used to moving unseen. Most of the soldiers were asleep; the few on duty kept their heads down, pretending not to notice their captain slipping toward the far corner where Elise waited.She had discarded her cloak, standing in a simple tunic and boots, hands clasped loosely behind her back. But the stillness in her posture was a weapon of its own.“You sent word,” Rian said, stopping in front of her.“Elise’s eyes flicked toward the door. “I need to know exactly where Luka’s loyalties lie.”Rian didn’t hesitate. “Not with us.”“That much I guessed,” she said. “But guessing isn’t enough. He’s too careful to be just another council pawn. The way he moves—the way he knows where to be before anything happens—it’s deliberate.”Rian nodded slowly. “If you want proof, I can set a trail. Let him think he’s getting information you didn’t mean to give.”E
Outer Walls – DawnThe first light of morning found Elise standing on the outer wall’s parapet, her cloak drawn tight against the damp chill. Beyond the city, mist lay thick over the valley, softening the jagged edges of the distant hills. The world looked quiet from here — deceptively so.She traced the worn stone beneath her fingers, feeling the faint grooves carved by years of sentries’ boots. This high above the streets, the market’s clamor was only a memory; the only sound was the low hum of wind against the crenellations.“Couldn’t sleep?” a voice said from behind.She turned. It was Rian, one of her few remaining allies within the palace — a man who’d been part of her guard long before the council had started twisting loyalties. His dark hair was pulled back in a loose knot, his expression wary.“Sleep’s a luxury,” Elise said.He stepped up beside her, resting his forearms on the wall. “Word’s moving fast. The council’s announcement has half the city whispering already.”She di
Elise’s Chambers – Early MorningThe towel in Elise’s hands went still, water dripping slowly onto the stone floor. She wasn’t sure she’d heard correctly.The attendant, however, didn’t blink.“It’s been confirmed,” she repeated. “The alliance between the two houses is sealed. The marriage between you and Lord Kai will go forward.”For a heartbeat, Elise said nothing. The room seemed to shrink, the steam curling around her like another layer of suffocation. “You’re certain?” she asked, voice cool, but her hand clenched around the towel.The woman hesitated — then color rose in her cheeks. “Forgive me, my lady. I misspoke. The announcement is for Lady Becky and Lord Kai. The council finalized it late last night.”The correction was like stepping from ice into fire — the sting different, but still sharp. Elise took a slow breath. “Becky,” she repeated, tasting the name like something bitter.“Yes,” the attendant said, dipping her head quickly. “It was agreed that such a match would reas
Whitemoon – Early MorningThe wind was different. Not softer, not harsher — just… absent of something.Elise knew before she opened her eyes that the city had shifted overnight. She dressed quickly, pulling on her boots and wrapping her mother’s scarf loosely around her neck. The air tasted faintly metallic, like the seconds before lightning.She found Breya already at the Hollow’s edge, hair unbraided, eyes locked on the vines that had grown over the entrance.“They’re gone,” Breya said without turning.Elise scanned the area. The clearing was as they’d left it the night before: firepit still smoldering, water skins half full, blankets folded neatly over low benches. But the women — the Moonbreathers who had emerged from the forest just yesterday — were nowhere in sight.“They wouldn’t have left like this,” Elise said.“Not unless they were made to,” Breya murmured.By midmorning, Mira had organized small groups to search every alley, every rooftop, every shadowed courtyard.“They di
Whitemoon – Daybreak After the BreakingThe streets were quiet, but not dead.Gone were the guards in ceremonial armor. Gone were the patrols that walked in pairs with hands on aether-blades and eyes on girls.Instead, children stood in doorways.Old women sat on rooftops.The wind that blew through the streets carried a weight it hadn’t before: not fear, but awareness.Inside the Council Hall – Final MeetingThe throne room, stripped of pretense, smelled of sweat and dust. Half the stained glass was gone. The banners had been pulled down. Elders who remained sat hunched around the high table—no longer above it, but level.Saelin stood.His robes were torn. His eyes sunken.“You all voted to bind her,” he said, voice hoarse. “You all signed off.”Silence.Elder Varnus tried to speak but coughed blood instead.Dareth leaned forward. “And what now?”Saelin unrolled the last official scroll of the council—its wax seal cracked down the middle.“This body is dissolved,” he said.Murmurs su