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The Bride Wore Blood 84 - The Shield
There is only the thick, expectant silence of our private sanctuary.I didn’t wait for the fire to catch or for the shadows to stop their dancing against the velvet drapes. I reached for Lana, my hands finding the curve of her waist, pulling her into me until there was no air left between us. She felt like a sun-warmed willow bending to my will..'Lana,' I breathed her name against the pulse point of her neck, the vibration of Kilak finally settling into a low, contented hum in my chest.She collided with me, her fingers tangling in the dark hair at the nape of my neck with a desperation that bordered on violence. It wasn’t a gentle reunion. It was a collision of two souls trying to anchor one another against a rising tide. The wine-red silk of her dress rustled against my leather jerkin, a deep, bruised color that reminded me far too much of the blood we had both seen spilled.I tilted her head back, my mouth finding hers in a kiss that tasted of exhaustion and an ancient, fated hung
The Bride Wore Blood 83 - Home
Koal and I sped away from the campsite that had sprung up, just within the city limits. Kilak was pacing behind my ribs, his frustration a low, primal snarl that echoed my own. I was so close now to being reunited with Lana that we were both running out of patience. I pushed the horse harder, the rhythmic thud of hooves on the stone road a countdown to her. I had spent days negotiating with the Boren packs, trying to secure the influx of magic our land so desperately needed to stop the withering. But my mind had never truly left Soln. It had stayed in our suite, caught in the memory of Lana’s hand on my chest and the way she looked at me with eyes that saw far too much.As the spires of the Palace finally pierced the horizon, I felt her presence through my soul. A primal, intoxicating frequency that told me she was near. The 'gilded cage' I’d once threatened to keep her in felt more like a sanctuary now, the only place I could breathe. I didn't care about the court or the whispers of
The Bride Wore Blood 82 - Return
Thade’s POVThe first autumn dawn was a bruised purple, the light breaking over the horizon like a slow-spreading stain. I adjusted my grip on the reins, the leather cold and stiff against my palms. Behind me, the rhythmic thud of thousands of hooves and the metallic jangle of Boren steel created a symphony of transition that echoed through the valley.It had been months. Months of negotiating the jagged edges of Boren pride, months of breathing the thin, sharp air of the northern borders, and months since I had last seen her. Lana. My Little Investigator.The procession was a living, breathing testament to the gamble I was taking. Warriors with furs draped over their shoulders, their skin marked by the same 'savagery' Valerius so often sneered at, rode alongside families carrying everything they owned in carts. They were coming for the tournament, a contest of blood and skill that would decide who earned the right to settle the lands on offer. As we passed through the final village
The Bride Wore Blood 81 - Betrayal
The heat of the day had long since vanished from the bedroom. Rosa had lit a fire a little after midnight to clear the suffocating air that refused to move. But the flames in the grate had long since settled into a sulking glow, casting long shadows across the chamber walls. The silence of the early hours was absolute, heavy with the sort of dread that only flourishes when the rest of the world is asleep. I sit by the window, tracing an outline of a carving. A pair of sparrows about to take flight. Across the room, Maggie’s head had lolled back against the velvet upholstery of the chaise, her breathing deep and rhythmic. Rosa, however, remained vigilant. She sat on a low stool by my feet, her eyes reflecting the dying embers.'You should sleep, my Lady,' Rosa whispered, the sound cutting through the stillness like a dull blade. 'The sun will be up before Rune returns.''She will come back tonight,' I replied, my voice sounding thin to my own ears. 'She has to. Conspiracy doesn’t sle
The Bride Wore Blood 80 - Timian
The air in the eastern wing was heavy, thick with the scent of old parchment and the lingering, oppressive humidity of the afternoon. Without my glasses, my head had started to ache and I needed to concentrate on making my way back to my rooms to rest. I tried to focus on the tapestry-lined corridor, the magic within the stones humming a low, vibrato warning that I tried to ignore. But I had seen Timian and he had seen me. A shadow lengthened against the floor, stretching ahead of me until it swallowed my own. I didn't need to turn. The steady, purposeful stride belonged to only one person.'Lana,' Timian’s voice was a low murmur, barely a breath against the quiet of the hallway. He stepped closer, his presence a suffocating warmth that made the fine hairs on my arms stand on end. 'A moment? Somewhere... less public.'I kept my gaze fixed forward, my pace quickening. The memory of his fingers pressing into my palm in the bathroom, too firm and too possessive,flashed through my mind,
The Bride Wore Blood 79 - Knives
As I say the words, I can’t help but take note of all the tendrils of black magic as they stretch across the table towards the men seated. Extending from Valerius himself they seem to seethe in silence, writhing like snakes in the air. The air darker around my Father, his skin covered in places with a shadow. I wonder if it remains beyond Valerius’s presence. I can feel the prickle on my own skin, as the magic creeps toward me. But to what end? What is the spell that he weaves? 'The King’s end is near,' my Father says, his voice cutting through the heavy, stagnant air of the library. He doesn't look at me, his gaze fixed on the map spread out before him, a tapestry of lands I am meant to rule but barely know. 'Once he is removed, the transition will be swift. You will marry Valerius, and with his house behind you, your position on the throne will be stronger than it has ever been.'The air seems to thicken around us, the black tendrils of Valerius’s magic pulse in time with my father
The Bride Wore Blood 4 - Two Years Ago: A Whore
Coy? I don’t think I’ve ever played coy, I wouldn’t even know what it is. I feel all the air trapped in my lungs, like there isn’t enough space for it. They’re burning but I can’t think beyond the sense of his face so close to mine. The overwhelming awareness of the heat from his bare body and his c
The Bride Wore Blood 3 - Two Years Ago: Storm in the Summer
Two Years Ago - Lana’s POV ‘You can just stay with us,’ Rune shouts over the loud crack of thunder as we race across the courtyard. The water that splashes up from the puddles is warm against my ankles but the heavy rain hurts. Pinging against my face as we run. I look across at her, her short b
The Bride Wore Blood 2 - Two Years Ago: Thade
Two Years Ago - Thade’s POV Summer in the Year 514 It’s late at night, the hours starting to stretch towards the morning. I should be fast asleep, my body aches, muscles burning from exertion. But despite the storm that’s raging over the city, I can’t sleep. Thunder cracks and rolls, shaking th
The Bride Wore Blood 1 - Unbreakable Vow
Lana Air won't reach my lungs. My heart hammers an erratic rhythm against my ribs, aching. On the other side of the doors, the Nobility of Illure wait to watch me marry a monster. ‘You should be excited, Lana!’ My mother squeezes my fingers as I bend double, gasping. ‘I'm not going to do it.’
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