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046| One Bond, One Grave.
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The Luna's Groom 048 | Before Doom Knocks.
E L E A N O RI clutch the fabric of my dress tightly, the soft folds bunching in my trembling hands as Perseus’s hand gently envelopes mine. His fingers intertwine with mine in a reassuring grip, warm and steady—almost too steady. It’s been less than two days since I made the proposal, yet here we are, already kicking off the ceremonial visit to Gray Helm. I’ve spent so much time there recently—more than I care to admit—since it’s where Eleanor’s Court is located.I dove headfirst into research about Bloodthorn as soon as the plan was set in motion, tracing its geography, its history, origins I should have studied long ago instead of scrambling at the last minute. But somehow, I managed to gather enough knowledge to keep up appearances, to speak confidently. It feels like a small victory in a storm of uncertainty.Perseus has been unwaveringly supportive—too supportive, almost. His eyes hold a softness I’m not sure I deserve, and now I find myself unable to meet his gaze without feel
The Luna's Groom 047 | One Step To The Spotlight.
P E R S E U S.I walk down the staircase, my footsteps echoing faintly against the marbled floor, the morning light barely filtering in through the stained glass windows. My hand brushes against the polished banister, my thoughts ahead of me. Eleanor left a note saying she’d be in the dining room, and for a brief, irrational second, my heart stutters.What if she’s left?What if she decided to go without warning?But the moment I step into the dining room and spot her sitting gracefully at the table, sipping from a glass with that unbothered elegance only she can pull off—my heartbeat slows. Relief floods through me, warm and grounding.I make my way toward her, the corners of my mouth lifting. I lean down, kiss her forehead, then her lips.“Good morning, darling,” I murmur.“Good morning,” she replies with a soft giggle, taking another sip of water. Her voice is still thick with sleep, light and sweet.“You’ve got all day for that,” Severus groans from further down the table, draggin
The Luna's Groom 046| One Bond, One Grave.
P E R S E U S “I'm pregnant." Her words replay over and over again in my mind, like a stubborn echo I can’t shake free from. She’s pregnant. I’m going to be a father. The weight of those words hits me all at once, yet I find myself unable to respond right away. Maybe I’m afraid I’ll say the wrong thing or that my voice will crack. My wife is pregnant. She’s carrying my child. And all this time, I’ve been so wrapped up in work, in politics, in everything else that I barely noticed. I’ve been so caught up with the chaos of my life that I failed to see her, truly see her. I realize now how little attention I paid her lately. She’s sitting on the edge of the bed, her posture tense, her hands folded in her lap. She continues, her voice steady but trembling just beneath the surface. “I found out this morning. I went to William’s house.” She hesitates, then adds, “If all of this is about a child, then you have a child now. Just stop pushing me away and having someone else replace
The Luna's Groom 045 | Caught In The Flames.
E L E A N O R.One week.I step out onto the balcony as the maids bustle behind me, helping to pick a dress for the day—yet another tedious ritual in this hair-pulling routine. For the past seven days, this has been my life: waking up to get dressed, lounging in heavy silence, reading books to pass the hours, taking long, sleep-ridden naps, eating when I remember to, and walking in quiet circles within the castle walls like a ghost haunting her own tomb.I tried, genuinely tried, to distract myself by watching the guards train. I noted their sword techniques, counted their steps, even memorized the way they held their blades. I planned to practice those techniques myself, if only I could catch a moment without the guards trailing behind me like my own shadow. They don’t speak—not to me, at least. I’ve started to believe they’re mute or sworn to some sacred silence.Every night, I fall asleep just minutes before Perseus returns. He slips into the bathroom, takes his bath, then crawls
The Luna's Groom 044 | While The World Burned.
E L E A N O RThree Days.I rise from the bed slowly, peeling Perseus off me with careful fingers as I run both hands through my tangled hair. His arm slips off my waist, and he stretches, yawning, his eyelids fluttering open in a lazy haze.“And where do you think you're going?” His voice is thick with sleep, a husky rasp that momentarily makes me pause.“I need to clean up,” I whisper softly, leaning down to kiss his forehead. He puckers his lips childishly and I smile, indulging him with a playful kiss on the lips before pulling away with a grin tugging at my mouth.We’d just made love again. It had started in the main room after dinner—an evening that was meant to be simple until it turned into something deeper. He was painting me, the canvas still standing outside, unfinished but beautiful. I’d been sitting on his lap while he added the final strokes. That quiet intimacy morphed into soft kisses, and one thing led to another until he brought me here. For a brief moment, I forgot
The Luna's Groom 043 | Tangled In The Moonlight.
[mildly erotic scene ahead:]E L E A N O RI'm standing in the middle of a white room. It's stark—bright, cold, and deeply unsettling in a way that claws at my nerves. My legs tremble slightly as my eyes catch movement just a few steps away. There's someone lying on the floor in a pink dress, her back turned to me.“Hello?” I call out cautiously. No response.I rush toward her, gathering the hem of my dress in my arms so I don’t trip. I drop to my knees beside her and gently tap her shoulder. Her skin is cold. A chill races down my spine. I turn her over and gasp sharply when her half-open eyes meet mine.“Marina?”“Eleanor.” Her voice is a weak rasp, barely audible.“Oh God, Marina.” I choke out, tears already burning behind my eyes.“I’m sorry, Eleanor. I really am. I’ll never forgive myself for what I did to you. I deserve this.” Her voice is brittle, fading with each word.“It’s okay,” I whisper through trembling lips. “It was about Margaret and Dolores… You did what you had to do
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