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91 - Sword
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2026-07-25 02:57:48
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The Bride Wore Blood 91 - Sword
Lana’s POVThe weight of the crown was a physical thing, but the weight of the secret beneath my silks was heavier. I sat on the royal dais, my spine pressed against the cold stone of the high-backed chair, watching the dust of Illure rise to meet the sweat of Boren. It was a violent, beautiful collision.To my right, Thade’s hand was a warm, grounding anchor over mine. I could feel the tension radiating from him, a low-frequency hum that mirrored the Otherworld vibrations coming from the Boren stands. My glasses are struggling with the strength of Magic moving around the people who have come from Boren. Excitement lifts my heart, if we can keep some of the magic, then surely the country can start to heal. At least in the short term. I can feel the way that Thade is trying to bridge two worlds with a span of iron and blood. I'm here to support him, to ensure the foundations don't crumble before the first stones are laid. But it worries me, the longevity of this plan. The magic that c
The Bride Wore Blood 90 - Tourney
Thade’s POVThe morning air was a sharp, crystal blue, carrying the scent of damp earth and the metallic tang of expectant magic. I stood on the edge of the royal dais, the stone cold beneath my boots, looking out over the tilt-yard where the history of two nations was about to collide. The jousting field stretched out like a long, muddy scar across the green, its central barrier a stark line between what we were and what we might become.The stands were a chaotic tapestry of transition. On one side, the silk and polished steel of the Illurian nobility shimmered in the early light, a sea of familiar faces whose eyes were filled with a mix of proprietary curiosity and deep-seated unease. Opposite them, the Boren fighters and their families sat in a dense thicket of furs and rugged leather, their presence a living, breathing testament to the gamble we were taking. The Otherworld hum from the northern contingents was a low vibration in the air, a rhythmic thrum that I could feel deep in
The Bride Wore Blood 89 - Closer
It’s hard to swallow the sense of anxiety that follows me, once dressed, down to the room where we usually have breakfast together. My heart is thumping an irregular pattern, spurred on by the uneasy feeling at the bottom of my ribs. Rosa and Maggie were excited that Thade was back and eager to report the large field of people who had followed him from Boren to compete for land at the tournament.I’d tried to listen, to make sense of their reports but I was pre-occupied. My mind fixed on seeing Thade again, as soon as possible. The dining room was quiet, save for the soft scrape of wood against stone as I pushed the door open. Thade was there, seated at the circular table, his posture rigid as if carved from the very air of the room. When he caught sight of me, he rose slowly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes, a silent acknowledgment that silenced the frantic thrum in my own chest. I took a hesitant step forward, ready to ask him everything that had been bu
The Bride Wore Blood 88 - Hold On
Thade cups my face between his hands, moving to kiss my forehead. His lips leave a trail over glowing skin as presses kisses against my brow, the tip of my nose and my cheeks before pressing a light kiss to my lips and withdraws.‘Not in this moment,’ he smiles down at me, a fondness in his expression and the softness in his gaze. For a heartbeat, all the world remains at bay and we’re able to exist in this moment. Until we hear the steady pace of feet beyond the door. I roll onto my back with a groan before rolling off the side of the bed and onto my feet.‘My Ladies,’ I explained to Thade with a look, ‘they’re waiting.’‘Ah,’ he grins, roguish for a moment before I look down, searching the floor for my discarded shift from the night before. I feel a pang of frustration and try to force a smile as I pick up the discarded linen and pull it over my head.As I straighten, I see Thade watching me. His head tilted to the side. I swallow, trying to hold back my moment of frustration.‘What
The Bride Wore Blood 87 - Forward
His fingers curl around my hips, pulling me to my knees. Lips trace a path down my back that sees me squirm as it tickles. I shout out, dropping down from my arms to bury my face into the fresh linen of the pillow, smothering the sound of my cry. I feel the heavy heat of his erection as he brushes alongside my inner thigh, then teases me rubbing back and forth against my needy core. I bite the pillow, hands positioned above my head, though I’m tempted to disobey again and see what delightful punishments might follow. I squirm as he tortures with me with gentle touches, stroking the sides of my body with his tip pressed to my opening. My hands clench, gripping the fabric as I steady myself, toes curled in anticipation for what seems like eternity. His kisses line my neck, his teeth graze my skin and I moan, shivering as I murmur, incoherent in my need. ‘Please…’ it’s a frantic gasp that he pulls from my lips, ‘please Thade…’I can feel his smirk upon his lips as he runs his mouth ac
The Bride Wore Blood 86 - Love
The air in the room thinned, charged with an electricity that always preceded a summer storm. I barely drew a breath before the mattress shifted violently. In one fluid, predatory motion, Thade was over me.His weight was a warm, heavy blanket, grounding me against the sheets, his knees pressing firmly on either side of my waist. My heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs in part excitement, part something far more dangerous. Before I could find my voice, his hands shot upward, catching my wrists in a grip that was as unyielding as iron, yet careful enough not to bruise. He pinned them to the pillow on either side of my head, effectively sealing my world to the space between his arms.'You were saying?' His voice was a low, dark vibration that rumbled through my bones.He didn't wait for my answer. He began to descend, his gaze locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath hitch. When his lips finally met mine, it wasn't the frantic clash I’d expected. It was slow. Ag
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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