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Echoes in the Blood

Author: Monellawrites
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-11 23:34:48

Elias

The night air tasted bitter. For two days, the Lannister estate had been in sad, utter silence. There were no arguments, no laughter, only the sound of footsteps and the distant cry of restless wolves. I’d been awake since before dusk, reviewing reports that didn’t make sense.

The rogues should have scattered after Veylor’s death. But they hadn’t. Instead, the patrol logs read like patterns, like choreography. Something, or someone, was giving them orders.

I walked the eastern corridor. Even the servants had stopped meeting my eyes these days. They whispered in corners when they thought I wasn’t listening. Agatha’s trial had changed the atmosphere. Her name alone seemed to haunt the walls, as if every portrait feared hearing it spoken aloud.

I turned into the war room, where the scent of dust and paper always reminded me of the years before all this, before Kol’s injury, before the betrayals. The maps still lay unrolled across the table, dotted with red pins marking rogue si
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