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Chapter 59 Hangover
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2021-12-14 04:09:28
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Will Bear the Moon Chapter 110 Prt. II From the Mouth of Babes
*Pendwick*Pendwick did not realize he had stopped breathing until his lungs began to burn. The parlor—so recently too large, too curated, too smug in its velvet comfort—seemed to narrow on a hinge, collapsing into only three bodies and the space between them. Even the furnishings felt like they had stepped back: the coffee service cooling on its warmer, the sugared sweets sitting untouched beneath their glass domes, the gilt frames on the walls holding their painted serenity like a lie.And Mykhol… Lord Mykhol took up the most space of all.He stood where the door had admitted him, perfectly erect, as if the room had been built to accommodate his posture, his very presence. The latch clicked softly behind him like an afterthought of a sound—yet it carried the finality of a sealed vault. Winter clung to him in a thin draft that slid across the rug, cold crawling around Pendwick’s ankles, while the hearth’s heat continued to breathe at Pendwick’s back. It felt absurdly like the air it
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 110 Finders Keepers and Losers Lose
*Pendwick*“Will you sit down already?” Sir Celbest’s voice boomed, crackling out like lightning across the decadent parlor. The words ricocheted off velvet drapes and gilt-framed landscapes, across the table laid with untouched coffee, across the pale gleam of porcelain that had long since stopped steaming. It was the kind of command far too familiar now, only meant to make him shrink without thinking.And for a split moment, Pendwick almost obeyed. His body flinched on instinct. Moving already before his mind could. His heel began to pivot; his shoulders drew in, making him smaller, less noticeable. Even his lips parted, as if ready to apologize, like many countless times before. Sorry. Yes, sir. Of course. I didn’t mean— The old reflex rose so quickly that it was almost comforting in its predictability to appease. Correct himself. Do better. Do what everyone else wanted.Yet, something sharper cut through it.Not courage—he wouldn’t lie to himself and call it that. Rather, it w
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 109 Secrets Hold a Taste
*Mykhol*Ana was…. Illegitimate. The words didn’t echo in the study, but they might as well have. They loomed over him, coating like a heavy smoke, seeping into the very corners of the room, staining the stone walls, slipping between the cracks like the soft rasp between his staggered breath.Mykhol stood at his hearth with one hand braced against the mantle, fingers spread over the cold rock as if it could steady him. Firelight licked along the gold of his rings. Usually, the sight pleased him— a reminder of his position, his power—yet now? The metal only clicked when he shifted. A hollow and flinching murmur. Too small. An involuntary sound that felt too close to shackles than the symbol it should have been. As if even the precious metal could be rendered worthless… given the right push. He tightened his grip.Stone bit back through the pads of his fingers. The chill grounded him for a moment—enough to notice the other things that had become suddenly loud: the faint grit of soo
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 108 Prt. III Broken Valor
*Bruno*(Song recommendation for this chapter: Light of the Seven by Ramin Djawadi)Bruno stood alone in the middle of the courtroom, feeling the cold sink into him like a living thing—not merely temperature, but a sentience that seemed to understand exactly what had been stripped from him. The stone beneath his feet absorbed his weight with a ruthless indifference, each vein feeling like a silent witness to his unraveling. His skull was still ringing from the marble's brutal kiss.The sting of drying blood pulling at the corner of his mouth each time he swallowed. And the place his mother had been standing was now an absence so sharp it felt haunted—like a missing limb, like a wound that wouldn't stop reaching for what it had lost.His bangs had slipped back into place, veiling his eyes further, but they didn’t feel like armor anymore. Not after Mykhol easily took even that from him. Exposing him, like a babe ripped from the crib and found wanting.And still, across from him, Mykhol
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 108 Prt. II Broken Shield
*Bruno*The courtroom felt like an ice-sealed tomb—stone and shadow breathing with a cold so precise it could slice flesh from bone. The long, hollow windows sweated a chill that crept across the air like invisible talons, gripping tighter with each passing moment.Only two figures stood illuminated in the dying candlelight.Like fire and ice.Sir Bruno versus the Black Knight.Mykhol still loomed over him, close enough that Bruno could taste him in every inhale—pepper and something dark, wine-rich and choking. His hand remained near Bruno’s face for a beat longer than necessary, rings catching the last restless flickers of torchlight, as if he were unable to pull himself back. Too tempted to savor this moment where Bruno couldn’t retreat.Bruno’s lip throbbed once more, where Funda had struck him; the wound sealing up now, healing, but the dried blood dragged at his skin like a reminder branded into his very being. He held himself still, jaw locked, palms stinging where his nails had
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 108 Broken Sword
*Bruno*The moment crystallized like a crack through glass before the door even finished settling on its hinges.A razor-sharp click of heels against marble. A blur of movement so swift it sliced the air—a whip of velvet, the striking gleam of gold rings against pale skin, a hand already rising as if it had been waiting for permission all night.Cold wind rushed past, carrying the bite of stale ashen fire pits gone to embers, the sputtering torchlight, and Lady Funda's perfume— a thick gagging cluster of overlayered scents that had burned a hole in some corner of his vulnerable memories. It swallowed him.Bruno’s body tried to move- do what it had been systematically trained for. A mechanical response caved into him by fourteen years of relentless abuses. Hands instinctively rising. Head angling down. Shield the face. Brace for impact constructed from learned helplessness.But this time, his mind was a heartbeat too slow.The slap landed with a sound that seemed to crack the very marb
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 100 Cloud Nine
*Mykhol*Mykhol didn’t return until late the following day. And as if it came naturally to him, he went directly to see Ana. Naska blushed as she let him in. “L-Lord Mykhol.” Naska curtsied low to show off her cleavage. Mykhol noted her speak quietly. It didn’t take him long to see why.Ana was still
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 99 Hello Husband, Hello Wife
*Alexander*“How’s it going, champ?” King Alexander watched Nicoli drag the crayon over.Nicoli was wholly focused on his creation. Probably concerned with showing off to Ana how his drawings were improving since the last time. A child's drawing was not something to trifle with, Alexander learned. The
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 98 Replacement
*Naska*“Your food’s gonna get cold.” the new maid, Naska, went to move the plate. Shifting the pool of blood almost to spill over. The meat was practically raw save for a few charred edges.“Look, I picked up the best meat from the cook.”But despite what Naska thought looked savory, the girl just pal
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 97 Baby Bunting
*Nicoli* It was as if he was compelled to revisit it, wondering despite the cold. Nothing seemed to stop him from ending up at the spot. Once again, Nicoli found himself coming to the same place.The last place he saw her.I wish I could forget it. Nicoli thought, but the memory was etched inside now.
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