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74 - Moira

Rosie Griffin
last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 06.07.2026 03:00:24

Moira’s POV

The air in the Palace always felt too thin, too filtered through stone and silk to satisfy the wolf within me. My rooms were at the edge of the east wing, where the windows opened toward the forests of Illure, but today, even the scent of pine and damp earth couldn’t mask the stagnant odor of impending decay. I could feel it in my bones, the land was withering, the magical frequency that sustained us vibrating at a pitch that grew more frantic by the hour.

A heavy knock sounded at m
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    The stone beneath me was unforgiving, the chill of the private courtyard seeping through the silk of my skirts and biting into my skin. I sat cross-legged on the cracked pavement, surrounded by the skeletal reach of ivy and the persistent sweetness of the climbing roses. 'Sit still, Lana,' Moira commanded, her voice a gravelly scrape against the silence. She paced the perimeter of the small space, her movements fluid and predatory, while Rune stood like a sentinel near the entrance, a silent shadow in the gloom. Maggie and Rosa perched beside her, listening intently.'Otherworld blood doesn't respond to frantic hearts. It requires the stillness of the mountain and the depth of the sea.'I closed my eyes, but the darkness behind my lids was far from quiet. It was filled with the echoing accusations I’d hurled at Thade, the sharp sting of betrayal that still burned in my chest. Every time he called me his Little Investigator, every time he’d looked at me with that guarded affection.'I

  • The Bride Wore Blood   76 - Roses

    The idea sends shivers through my body. I want to save my country and the people in it, but what Moira is suggesting sounds like torture. What if this is simply her way to enact revenge upon me? I reach up, take off my glasses and peer around at the courtyard. It’s surrounded by high stone walls covered in creeping vines and flowering roses. There’s a faint undertone of golden magic that covers the external perimeter, a spell that I associate with safety, no one can pry on us with magic here. Rune steps into the courtyard behind us, followed by Maggie and Rosa. I swallow, turning to dismiss the three of them when Rune holds up her hand.‘I’m here to protect you, Lana. No matter what it is you’re about to try.’I bite my bottom lip, trying to find the words, feeling them catch in my throat.Rune glances at my ladies in waiting before moving forward, her palm still balanced on the pommel of her sword, ‘Lana, I might know more than you expect me to,’ her gaze flickers to Moira, ‘everyon

  • The Bride Wore Blood   75 - Protection

    The dawn was a bruised purple smudge against the horizon, the air sharp enough to sting my lungs before the heat of the day could begin. I stood on the stone steps of the palace, the cold seeping through the soles of my slippers as I watched the departure. Thade was a silhouette of tempered steel and dark leather, his horse Koal dancing restlessly on the gravel. Behind him, a line of armed guards stood like statues, their spears catching the first, watery light of the sun. This was going to be an official visit to the border. I felt Rune’s presence a step behind my left shoulder, her hand likely resting on the hilt of her sword as it always did when the air grew thick with tension. To my right, Moira was a wall of silent, predatory heat. I could sense that her wolf was pacing just beneath her skin, her eyes fixed on the man she considered her leader.Thade didn't look back until he reached the heavy iron gates. For a heartbeat, he paused, his gaze finding mine across the distance. Th

  • The Bride Wore Blood   74 - Moira

    Moira’s POVThe air in the Palace always felt too thin, too filtered through stone and silk to satisfy the wolf within me. My rooms were at the edge of the east wing, where the windows opened toward the forests of Illure, but today, even the scent of pine and damp earth couldn’t mask the stagnant odor of impending decay. I could feel it in my bones, the land was withering, the magical frequency that sustained us vibrating at a pitch that grew more frantic by the hour.A heavy knock sounded at my door. I didn’t need to look to know who stood there. Thade’s scent was a familiar comfort, and I could feel his proximity in my thoughts. But there was another scent entwined with his, one that made the hair on my arms stand on end.Old books, and something that didn't belong.'Enter,' I called out, not rising from the low armchair where I had been sharpening a silver-tipped hunting knife.The door swung open. Thade walked in first, his expression unreadable, but his shoulders were less tense

  • The Bride Wore Blood   73 - Plans

    Lana’s POVI wake, secure in Thade’s arms. At rest and feeling at peace. Thade shifted beside me, his warmth radiating through the covers of the royal suite. Sunlight filtered through the heavy velvet curtains, casting long, dusty beams across the opulent room. I watched him sleep for a moment, tracing the line of his jaw with my eyes before he stirred, his gaze finding mine.'Thade,' I whispered, resting a hand on his chest. 'We need to talk. What are we going to do?' I couldn’t attempt to rest any longer. Not when everything seemed to be so dire beyond the walls of the Palace.He pulled me closer, ‘what are your thoughts?’ He stifled a yawn, voice still husky from sleep.‘Perhaps there’s something I can do with my gift,’ I murmur, heart thumping quickly. ‘I’ve spent the last two years researching the Otherworld, there were suggestion that…dragon blood should have significant power to draw.’ I searched his face, looking for understanding. 'I want to see what else I can do. I need t

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    Thade’s POVI look down at her, marvelling at her strength even as I see how I’ve pulled the world out from under her feet. Still she stands, chin lifted, shoulders back. Defiant and ready to face me in a way that no one else would ever dare. She challenges me in ways I struggle to understand, let alone explain.‘Your fury on our wedding day,’ I admit slowly, ‘it was a shield for me as much as you. Your hatred of me kept us at a distance, a safe distance.’‘But we’ve moved on from there,’ her green eyes are narrowed, misted with frustrated tears, ‘Thade so much has happened between us since that point. I don't understand why you’ve held this back.’‘Because it would have been so much easier to hate you than to love you.'She looks away, taking the warmth of her gaze with her. I stand, not quite knowing what to do with myself as Kilak howls at me for being a fool. Lana paces across the carpet, always elegant. The long skirts of her dress flowing like a bloody river behind her. I turn,

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