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Chapter 13: Four Centuries of Watching
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The Last Warden: Chosen by Four Chapter 36: The Walk Back
Kaelen's ribs turned out to be cracked rather than broken, which the healer back at camp pronounced with the particular relief of someone who'd expected worse, and he spent the first day of the walk back mostly silent, jaw set against pain he refused to admit was worse than he let on. Wren noticed anyway. She was learning to notice things about all four of them now, small tells that had nothing to do with what any of them actually said out loud.She barely noticed her own exhaustion. Vex's words had lodged somewhere behind her ribs and stayed there, repeating on a loop she couldn't quiet no matter how many hours of walking she put between herself and Aldermere's broken courtyard.Ask your headmaster about the night your mother chose your father."You've gone somewhere again," Rhys said, falling into step beside her on the second afternoon, the others spread out ahead and behind in a loose formation that had become second nature by now. "Behind your eyes. Same as the night after checkp
The Last Warden: Chosen by Four Chapter 35: The Man Who Killed Her Guardians
They heard the horses before they saw them, a controlled, disciplined approach rather than the chaotic rush of Sundering soldiers, and Wren understood, watching a line of riders crest the ridge above the ruined courtyard, exactly who'd finally decided to stop sending scouts and come himself.Commander Thalorin Vex looked nothing like the monster Wren had built in her head over the last two weeks. He was unremarkable in the particular way that made her skin crawl worse than open menace would have, gray at the temples, dressed plainly, sitting on his horse with the easy confidence of a man who had never once needed to raise his voice to be obeyed. He dismounted alone, unarmed as far as Wren could tell, and crossed the broken flagstones toward them with unhurried steps, as though the six of them weren't currently bristling with weapons and raw power aimed squarely at him."Sarah's daughter," he said, studying Wren with an expression closer to academic curiosity than hostility, which some
The Last Warden: Chosen by Four Chapter 34: What Woke Beneath the Stones
The stairs shook hard enough that Wren nearly lost her footing twice on the way down, Rhys's hand locked around her wrist the entire descent, dust and loosened stone raining past them in the dark. The grinding sound had grown into something closer to a groan, deep and structural, like the whole tower had been holding its breath for twenty years and had finally, catastrophically, exhaled.They broke into daylight just as a section of the upper wall gave way behind them, a controlled sprint turning into an all-out scramble across the broken courtyard toward where the others were already running to meet them, drawn by the noise."What happened," Kaelen demanded, reaching Wren first, hands checking her over for injury with barely restrained urgency."The mirror. I touched the journal and the mirror just…" She struggled for words adequate to what she'd seen, her mother's face reaching toward glass from somewhere Wren couldn't name. "I saw her. My mother. For a second, I actually saw her, a
The Last Warden: Chosen by Four Chapter 33: The House That Wasn't on Any Map
Aldermere revealed itself slowly, the way ruins tended to, a shape emerging from the hills that Wren might have mistaken for natural rock formation if Kai hadn't pointed out the deliberate lines still visible beneath centuries of ivy and collapsed stone. What had once been a house, sprawling and grand by the look of the foundation alone, now stood as little more than a skeleton, walls broken into jagged teeth against the overcast sky, a single tower at its center somehow still standing despite everything around it having long since fallen."It doesn't feel abandoned," Lysander said, stopping at the treeline's edge, something careful and alert replacing his usual easy confidence. "Fae senses pick up on lingering magic the way dragons pick up on power signatures. This place is old, and whatever was done here, it left a mark that hasn't faded in decades.""Wards?" Wren asked."Something like wards. Older, though. Less structured than anything the academy uses." He crouched, studying the
The Last Warden: Chosen by Four Chapter 32: The Edge She Kept
Elara found Kaelen at the second night's camp, apart from the others where he'd gone to check the perimeter alone, and Wren watched from a distance, deliberately not close enough to hear, trusting the two of them to work it out without her standing over the conversation like a referee.Whatever passed between them took the better part of twenty minutes. Wren couldn't hear the words, only the shape of the exchange, Elara's posture rigid and unflinching, Kaelen's arms crossed tight across his chest for most of it before something in his stance finally eased, just slightly, near the end.They returned to the fire separately, several minutes apart, the same careful spacing Wren remembered from the archive corridor, and neither offered details, though Kaelen's silence toward Elara for the rest of the evening had lost some of its earlier edge, replaced by something more like wary, unresolved assessment than open suspicion."What did you say to him," Wren asked later, once the others had set
The Last Warden: Chosen by Four Chapter 31: What She Chose Not to Say
The plan took shape over two days, most of it whispered in corners between classes, because Wren had decided, somewhere in the sleepless hours after the bond agreed to come with her, that she wasn't going to ask Aldric's permission for this one. She'd tell him after. Once they were already past the point where he could stop them with a locked gate and a stern lecture about patience.It cost her something to decide that. She kept circling back to the memory of his face in the office, the tired disappointment that had cut deeper than any punishment would have, and she made herself sit with the discomfort of choosing to earn that look a second time rather than letting it talk her out of going."You're quiet," Kaelen said, catching her alone in the corridor outside the armory where he'd gone to requisition supplies under a cover story about extended training drills. "More than usually, even for someone about to do something this reckless.""I'm thinking about what it's going to cost me wi
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