LOGINThe forest east of the settlement had always been quiet, but that morning the silence felt heavy, like a held breath. The column moved slowly along a path that few had traveled in years, branches closing in overhead, the cold dawn light barely reaching the ground. Gianna rode beside Nolan with Luna held tight between them, her eyes fixed on the trees ahead."The mist is thickening," Elmund said quietly from the front, glancing back. "It was not here when the scouts passed.""It never is," Corwin murmured. He rode in the cart beside the elder, and he looked paler than he had at dawn. "It rises when the seal is near."They pressed on until the trees began to thin and the ground sloped downward into a wide hollow. At its bottom, half hidden in gray mist, stood the circle. Gianna counted perhaps twenty black stones, each taller than a man, but half of them had toppled or cracked, as though something enormous had burst out from the center long ago. The earth between them was bare and dark,
Preparations began at dawn and consumed the entire settlement for the next three days. Soldiers sharpened blades and reinforced the perimeter. Healers gathered herbs, charms, and whatever protective talismans their combined knowledge could produce. Sable and the elders copied the elder's memories of the ritual onto fresh parchment, cross-checking each detail against the oldest heirlooms until their eyes burned from the effort.Gianna spent most of those days beside Luna's crib, watching the two marks on her daughter's wrists. Since the fifth fragment had been recovered, the corrupted mark had stayed quiet, but Fenna warned that quiet did not mean safe."It's gathering itself," Fenna said, checking Luna's pulse for the third time that morning. "Like a tide drawing back before it returns.""How long?" Gianna asked."Until the ritual, I hope. Not much longer than that."On the afternoon of the second day, Draven asked to speak with Gianna alone. Nolan allowed it only after posting two gu
Gianna approached the ancient throne carefully, her fae senses guiding her with increasing certainty toward the carved stone seat, its surface weathered by centuries of neglect but still bearing traces of the intricate craftsmanship that had once marked it as the heart of the kingdom's power. She studied the elaborate carvings covering its surface, patterns and symbols that seemed, upon closer examination, to carry a quality similar to what she'd learned to recognize throughout their search for the mirror fragments."These symbols," Corwin said, moving to examine the throne alongside her, his own trained eye tracing the carvings with growing interest. "They're not purely decorative. There's old magic woven into this design.""Can you sense exactly where within the throne the fragment might be hidden?" Nolan asked, standing protectively nearby as Gianna continued her careful examination, Luna still cradled against her chest despite the infant's continued restlessness.Gianna closed her
Elmund's search party returned three days later, exhaustion and tension visible in every member's bearing as they rode through the gates in the fading evening light. Gianna hurried toward the courtyard the moment word reached her, her heart pounding with uncertain hope as she searched among the riders for any sign of the missing soldiers.Her relief at finding most of them alive, several bearing fresh wounds but breathing, was tempered immediately by the grim expression Elmund wore as he dismounted and approached where Nolan waited near the palace steps."We found them," Elmund reported. "Barely. They'd been holding a defensive position within a collapsed section of the burial grounds, fighting off waves of shadow creatures and cloaked figures for nearly three full days before we arrived.""The fragment," Nolan said immediately, the question carrying barely restrained urgency. "Did they manage to keep it?"Elmund's expression carried mixed news. "They did," he said, relief evident des
They rode hard for the settlement the moment the chamber had been thoroughly searched for any additional clues Margaret might have left behind, the recovered fragment secured carefully within Gianna's pack alongside the one brought back from the mountain ruins. Exhaustion weighed heavily on both of them, but the urgency of Margaret's unexpected betrayal and newfound portal magic left little room for proper rest during their return journey."If she's already found two fragments," Gianna said, voicing the fear that had been circling her thoughts throughout the long ride, "and the Hollow Court commands enough power to grant her that kind of enhanced ability, how much further ahead of us might they already be?""We don't know," Nolan admitted grimly. "But we need to move faster now, gathering whatever remains before they can claim it first."They arrived back at the palace two days later, finding the settlement in a state of cautious, hopeful activity as word spread that their expedition
The journey toward the eastern shoreline took two full days, Gianna and Nolan riding together at the head of a modest guard, the terrain gradually shifting from the familiar forests surrounding their own settlement into something flatter, saltier, the distant cry of gulls carrying on the wind long before the sea itself finally came into view."The elder said the ruin lies near a formation she called the Weeping Cliffs," Gianna said, consulting the careful notes Sable had prepared, cross-referencing them against the elder's fragmented but increasingly clear memories. "A stretch of coastline marked by distinctive dark rock formations, visible from considerable distance."They spotted the cliffs late on the second afternoon, jagged black stone rising dramatically from the churning waves below, streaked with pale mineral deposits that gave the formation its evocative, mournful name. Nestled at the base of these cliffs, half-reclaimed by centuries of salt spray and relentless erosion, stoo
Chapter FourCyrus and Pietra said goodbye at the door for four full minutes.Gianna watched from inside the carriage through the small window, arms crossed, expression blank.Pietra had both of Cyrus's hands in hers. She was looking up at him saying something – Gianna couldn't hear it and honestl
Chapter ThreeGetting out of bed took longer than it should have.Evelyn hovered the entire time – hands half-raised, ready to catch her – while Gianna moved carefully, testing each step like she was walking on ice. The lump on her skull had softened slightly overnight but the unpleasant headache
Chapter TwoShe was having the best dream of her life.She didn't know what it was about – just that it was warm, and she was laughing, and nothing hurt.Then she felt eyes on her.Gianna's eyes snapped open.A man was sitting in the chair right beside her bed, close enough that she could see the i
Chapter OneThe gates swung open at dusk. Gianna heard the patrol return before she saw it – boots on gravel, wolves shifting back to skin, the familiar chaos of Valemont's warriors coming home.She was standing on the upper terrace with a glass of wine when she saw Cyrus walk through the main ga




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