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CHAPTER 11
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2026-03-06 02:36:07
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"Take it off."Noah’s fingers froze on the leather laces of his tunic. The cabin was a coffin of shadows, lit only by the dying orange pulse of the hearth. Outside, the waterfall screamed, a wall of sound that buried the rest of the world."You can't even see me, Ethan." Noah’s voice was a rough rasp."I see enough." Ethan sat on the edge of the rope bed. He turned his head, his cloudy, silver eyes tracking the heat of Noah’s body. "I see a dark shape. I see the way the light catches your skin. I hear your heart. It’s hammering against your ribs. Like a bird in a cage."Noah ripped the laces free. He pulled the tunic over his head and hurled it into the corner. The air was freezing. The sweat on his back turned to ice. He stood there, bare-chested, his shoulders broad and scarred from the mountain climb."Is this what you wanted?" Noah stepped closer. He didn't move like a girl. He didn't glide. His boots hit the floorboards with a heavy, masculine thud. "The truth? No silk. No perfum
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"Eat the rabbit, Ethan."The metal bowl clattered against the stone floor. Ethan didn't move. He sat in the corner of the Ravine cabin, his back against the damp wood, legs pulled to his chest. The white bandages I’d wrapped around his head were gray now. Frayed. Smelling of old blood and the sharp, herbal mash I’d pounded from roots."I'm not hungry." His voice sounded like gravel sliding down a chute."You haven't eaten in two days. You want to die in this hole? Fine. But don't make me watch you do it." I grabbed the wooden spoon. Shoved it into the bowl. The stew was thin. Mostly water and the stringy meat of a snare-trap kill."I can't find the spoon, Noah."He didn't yell. He didn't growl. That was the worst part. The Silver Wolf was gone. Just a broken man in a shredded silk tunic remained."I'm holding it. Open your mouth."He hesitated. His jaw worked, a muscle leaping in his cheek. Then he leaned forward. Blindly. Pathetically. I fed him. One spoonful at a time. He swallowed
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"He’s still breathing. Fix it."Lucas Reed’s voice cut through the ringing in my ears. I stayed low in the tall grass. The damp earth smelled of rot and cold iron.Twenty feet away, Jonathan Hayes was pinned against a jagged rock. His shield was gone. His armor was a shredded mess of leather and his own blood. Six men circled him like starving dogs."Where did they go, General?" Lucas stepped into the torchlight. He wiped a spray of red from his cheek. "The King. The bitch. Tell me, and I’ll make the next one quick."Jonathan didn't answer. He couldn't. His jaw was hanging by a thread of skin. He spat a tooth into the dirt. He tried to raise his sword, but his arm snapped back down. Dead weight."I don't have all night," Lucas snarled. He grabbed a spear from a nearby guard."Noah..."The whisper was so quiet I almost missed it. Jonathan’s head rolled back against the stone. He wasn't looking at Lucas. He was looking at the shadows where I was hiding."What was that?" Lucas leaned in.
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"You're late."Noah’s sword arm jerked. He stepped in front of the blind King, the heavy leather of Ethan’s old armor creaking. The tunnel was a throat of wet stone and black shadows. In the center of the path stood a figure. A silhouette.Jonathan Hayes.The General didn't have his helmet. His hair was matted with soot. A deep gash across his brow wept red down the left side of his face. He held his shield—the one embossed with the Silver Wolf—but it was dented, the metal scarred by axe-blows."Move, Jonathan," Noah rasped. His real voice, the low one, echoed off the damp walls. "The Southern Prince is on the beach. He's coming for me. If you want to live, get out of the way.""I’m not here for the Prince." Jonathan stepped forward. The light from his guttering torch hit Ethan’s face. The General stopped. His shield lowered. "What happened to his eyes?""Flash-powder." Noah didn't lower his blade. "Lucas Reed. Your Purists. They did this.""They aren't my Purists." Jonathan’s voice w
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"Stop. Please."Noah’s voice didn't crack. It dropped. The high, airy lilt of Abigail—the voice that had been a silken cage for months—hit the damp floor of the tunnel and shattered. He spoke from his chest. Deep. Rough. Masculine.Ethan’s hand, currently clamped onto Noah’s wrist like a dying man to a mast, jerked. The King stumbled. His sightless eyes stared at the dark stone two inches from his nose."What is that?" Ethan’s whisper was a jagged blade. "Where is she? Where—""There is no she, Ethan."Noah stood in the blackness. He didn't move. He didn't breathe. He let the silence sit between them, heavy and wet with the smell of mold and old fear. He reached up. His fingers found the heavy gold wig, matted with soot and Ethan’s own blood. He ripped it off.The weight left his head. He dropped it. It hit the puddle at their feet with a dull, pathetic splash."What did you do?" Ethan lunged forward. He didn't have his sight, but he had his rage. He fumbled, his hands hitting Noah’s
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"Get down!"Ethan’s voice didn't just command; it cracked. He lunged. His weight slammed into Noah, a wall of muscle and hot leather. They hit the stone floor together. Hard.The air didn't just vibrate. It vanished.BOOM.A wall of white fire swallowed the Great Hall. It wasn't wood burning. It was chemical. Sharp. High-pitched. A flash-powder trap.Noah’s ears rang—a long, agonizing whistle. He gasped, sucking in a lungful of metallic smoke. He tried to push up, but Ethan’s body remained heavy on top of him. The King was twitching."Ethan?" Noah’s voice sounded like it was underwater. He shoved at Ethan’s shoulder.Ethan rolled off. He didn't catch himself. His hands went straight to his face. He let out a sound—a low, animal whimper that made the hair on Noah’s neck stand up."Abigail?" Ethan’s hands were shaking. He clawed at his eyes, then jerked his fingers away as if his own skin were red-hot iron. "Abigail, where—I can't see you.""I'm here." Noah grabbed Ethan’s wrists. He ha
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