MasukLyra's POVI had started watching the evening drills because I needed somewhere to put my thoughts.The northern training ground was different from the main courtyard, more open, pressed up against the tree line, with the kind of space that made you feel the size of Blackthorne territory rather than just the keep. The wolves trained harder here. Longer distances, rougher terrain, fewer allowances for form over function.I stood at the edge of it in the fading light and watched them work.The drill master was running a pursuit pattern—two groups, one chasing, one evading, the trees at the border marking the edge of legal movement. The wolves moved fast in the cold air, their breath visible, the sound of it sharp and rhythmic.Snow burst beneath their boots as the pursuing wolves cut across the frozen ground.I had been watching for about twenty minutes when the three wolves came in from the north.I noticed them before anyone else did because I was already facing that direction.They c
Lyra's POVThe letter arrived late afternoon.Gretel brought it to my room herself, which meant someone had flagged it before it reached the general correspondence stack. Plain envelope. No official seal. My name in handwriting I didn't quite recognize before I fully registered why.Ronan.I sat at my desk and held it for a moment. Then I opened it.He wrote like someone who had stopped editing himself.No formal address. Just his handwriting, looser than anything official, like he had written it fast or late or both.He told me he had stood in the upper gallery at my wedding because he needed to see that I was real and not a version of me he had built in his own head. He told me that watching Kael at the dinner table—the hand, the jaw, the way the room had shifted itself around a single gesture—had made him unde
Lyra's POVSomething changed in the keep the day after the patrol report.Nothing announced. Nobody gathered the pack and explained. But by breakfast the guard rotation at the northern gate had doubled, and by midmorning two additional wolves had been added to the outer perimeter without any formal instruction that I had heard.Kael had made the changes quietly, the way he made most things.I found him in the courtyard going over the new assignments with Gareth, a map spread across the outdoor stone table, both of them leaning over it in the cold morning air. Two patrol captains stood nearby, waiting. I came and stood beside Kael without asking whether I should be there.He moved the map slightly so I could see it better.That was all. No invitation, no explanation. Only the map adjusted in my direction, and Gareth glanced at me once before returning to whatever point he had been making.I listened and said nothing while they finished.We moved to the covered walkway when the wind pic
Lyra's POVHe was already at the long table when I arrived, papers spread across the surface, a candle burning even though morning light came through the windows.I pulled out the chair across from him and sat down.He looked up. "You don't have to stay.""I know," I said.He went back to his work. I picked up the nearest document and started reading.We worked like that for a while, quiet on opposite sides of the table. He answered my questions when I asked and didn't fill the silence when I didn't.I found my grandmother's name about an hour in.It was listed as a secondary reference in a bloodline record, not the subject, just a connection point. The kind of citation that meant someone mattered to a lineage without being the main focus."This name," I said, turning the record toward him. "Here."He leaned across and looked at it. "That's the direct maternal line. Your grandmother. The last documented carrier before you."I looked at the name.I had heard it maybe three times in my
Lyra's POVI heard Kael's footsteps before I saw him. I knew them well enough by now to recognize them before he came around the corner. He didn't call out or announce himself. He just appeared in the stable entrance with an envelope in his hand and crossed to where I was standing by the second stall.The stables were at the far edge of the inner grounds, past the training yard and the storage buildings, far enough from the main keep that the sounds of the household didn't reach them. The horses didn't care who I was or what title I held. They just moved and breathed and made the kind of noise that filled a space without demanding anything.I’d been coming here for two weeks.He held it out.I took it.The handwriting on the front was the palace's official script, but the name was mine, and the return address was my father's estate.I opened it and started reading.The letter was two pages.It asked after my health. My comfort. Whether the transition to Blackthorne had been difficult.
Lyra's POVI heard Kael's footsteps before I saw him. I knew them well enough by now to recognize them before he came around the corner. He didn't call out or announce himself. He just appeared in the stable entrance with an envelope in his hand and crossed to where I was standing by the second stall.The stables were at the far edge of the inner grounds, past the training yard and the storage buildings, far enough from the main keep that the sounds of the household didn't reach them. The horses didn't care who I was or what title I held. They just moved and breathed and made the kind of noise that filled a space without demanding anything.I had been coming here for two weeks.He held it out.I took it.The handwriting on the front was the palace's official script, but the name was mine, and the return address was my father's estate.I opened it and started reading.The letter was two pages.It asked after my health. My comfort. Whether the transition to Blackthorne had been difficul







