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Fire and Hunger

Author: Thomas Morau
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-08 22:03:49

**Chapter 59: Fire and Hunger**

The weight of command didn’t leave Raven when the doors closed.

It followed her.

Into the silence.

Into the dark.

Into the space between heartbeats.

***

By the time she returned to their chamber, the castle had gone still.

No war council.

No voices.

No expectations.

Just quiet.

***

Victoria was already there.

Waiting.

***

Not in armor.

Not as a princess.

Not as a commander.

***

Just her.

***

Candlelight flickered across the room, casting soft gold against crimson
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