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Chapter 61 Friendship and Guilt Trips
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Will Bear the Moon Chapter 61.5 Sweet, Helpless, and Trusting
*Mykhol*Victory had a flavor—warm copper and sweet iron, thick as honey coating the back of his tongue. Mykhol let it pool there, savoring the metallic richness while keeping his expression carefully blank, carved from marble and years of practiced restraint.Years at the Academy had taught him control, poise, performance—how to smile while calculating throat angles, how to bow while counting exits, how to speak honeyed words while sharpening mental blades. But it was here, now, in this bright-yellow chamber of state with morning light streaming through tall windows, where those hard-earned lessons would finally bear fruit.She actually left him in charge.Like taking candy from a baby—sweet, helpless, trusting.He pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth to smother the laugh clawing to escape. Ana had fled the room with that giant peacock of a queen in tow—shoulders rigid, excuses half-formed—and left her beloved meeting in his hands. Left him, after all this time, finally alone
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 61 Friendship and Guilt Trips
*Ana*My body flinches from the sound of her voice, every muscle contracting like I've been struck by lightning. The word 'friend' seems to sour the very air, turning the golden warmth of the room acrid and bitter on my tongue. It lingers there, sweetly foul, like fruit left too long in the sun. A sharp, overclean scent of lemon and something more astringent—like boiled herbs and too much perfume—invades the room along with her. The fragrance is overwhelming, blunt in its brightness, cutting through the comfortable mingling of pine smoke and coffee like scissors through fur. Her presence arrives before her voice fully lands, a fast-moving storm cloaked in velvet and unwavering confidence that makes the very walls seem to shrink back.The hard click of her heels strikes the marble like a war drum, each step deliberate and sharp enough to make my teeth ache. The sound echoes once—twice—reverberating through the domed ceiling before muting as her footfalls cross onto one of the cream br
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 60 Work And Friends
*Ana*Neither of them came.The thought steals me back from what I'm doing, what I should be doing, before I can stop it, curling cold fingers around my attention and tugging me away from the stack of parchment in front of me. My gaze drifts—again—to the two empty chairs on my right, their burgundy velvet seats still perfectly plumped, untouched by the weight of the bodies that should occupy them.The sight of them makes something knot in my chest, tight and merciless as a fist closing around my ribs.No, stop it, Ana. Focus. You have work to do.I force my eyes back to the map of the settlements, tracing the inked rivers with the tip of my quill until the delicate silver nib catches on a rough patch of parchment. The tiny snag sends a tremor through my fingers. Useless. Useless. My thoughts are traitorous things; they keep circling back to those vacant seats.Part of me had hoped—foolishly, perhaps—that Nicoli, at least, would come.That he'd walk into this room with that easy stride
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 59 Let Me In
*Hidi* I should break down the door and drag him out, kicking and screaming.The thought was tempting enough, sending a tremor through her clenched fists. If it were anyone else, Hidi would've done it already. One good stomp and the wood would explode into splinters, the hinges shrieking in metallic protest as she burst through like a summer storm—all thunder and lightning wrapped in velvet. She'd grab the stubborn fool by the collar, her fingers sinking into fabric and flesh alike, and haul them out into the hallway as easily as plucking eggs at Ostara. The satisfying crack of bone, the wheeze of expelled air—she could almost taste it.But this wasn't anyone else. This was Nicoli.And that changed everything.She couldn't just barrel in, couldn't treat him with the same reckless energy and bone-snapping strength she used on Lucy or the occasional defiant maid. Her nostrils flared with each measured breath, the cold air sharp against the tender flesh inside her nose. Nicoli wasn't a
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 58 From Worse To Awful
*Nicoli*Nicoli's fingers hovered over the cold brass doorknob, the metal biting against his skin like winter morning frost, sharp enough to ache. His breath misted in the cooler corridor air, each exhale a visible ghost that hung for a heartbeat before dissolving. The tightness in his chest felt like iron bands wrapped around his ribs, constricting with every shallow breath, everything unsaid weighing heavier than armor.The hallway behind him had long since emptied, the last servant scuttling away the moment they'd spotted their approach—mice fleeing a hawk's shadow. Their hurried footsteps still echoed faintly in his memory, a percussion of guilt and avoidance. It should have been a relief to escape their sideways glances, their carefully neutral expressions that spoke volumes. But the lingering pressure beneath his sternum remained, a physical manifestation of everything crumbling around him.The sight of Hidi flashed behind his closed eyelids—still standing at the threshold where
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 57 Hit The Fan
*Nicoli*“Ana, wait! Don’t–”Her name barely made it past his lips. It hung there, unfinished, breathless—like the last wisp of smoke from a snuffed candle as the silver and glass doors whispered shut behind them—a ghost's sigh sealing his fate.Nicoli stood motionless, his arm still stretched toward empty space where she'd been heartbeats before. Mykhol's dark silhouette had materialized like smoke given form, sweeping Ana away with predatory grace—swift, seamless, unapologetic. Like a storm that appears without warning to reap devastation in one fell swoop. They vanished through the gilded archway into the pristine halls beyond, swallowed by marble and shadow.His fingers curled back to his palm slowly, useless now. She was gone.And he hadn't been given the chance to stop her. Every instinct screamed at him to give chase, to find her, comfort her. Ana— But the crushing realization hit him like ice water: he had no idea where they were going, let alone how to navigate this palace la
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