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Chapter 94 Prt. II Hidden Veil
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Will Bear the Moon Chapter 95 Errand
*Julia* Julia stopped so suddenly her skirt swayed like a bell behind her, the stiff fabric sighing against her stockings with a dry rustle. She stood just shy of the spicery—no, the jar store, as it was formally called on the records—but everyone who mattered knew its true nature. A vault of flavors. A treasury of scent. One of the most guarded and indulgent rooms in the entire castle, where kingdoms could be toppled with a pinch of the wrong powder. It’s door looked identical to its siblings in this corridor—dark oak bearing the same ornate carvings, the same patterns of roses and thorns that decorated every surface in this wing. Save for one crucial difference.This door was always locked. Always.It required a key—not just any key, but an intricate, custom-forged piece of metalwork so unique that duplicating it would require the original locksmith's hands, and he'd been dead for thirty years. A key given only to those who had proven themselves beyond loyalty, beyond question. Th
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 94 Prt. II Hidden Veil
*Nicoli*Nicoli exhaled, the breath leaving him in tatters, sharp and unraveling at the edges like fabric overworn and too thin."Well," he muttered at last to the empty room, forcing his mouth into a crooked crescent of lips and brittle humor, "at least the tea had a lovely time."The joke fell flat, of course, as most did when the only audience was dying embers and a half-devoured plate of biscuits. Still, he let the words linger in the quiet, clinging to the hollow echo of them like they might soften the edge of everything else.He turned back to the table, its surface still pristine in all the ways that mattered—and ruined in all the ways that didn’t.The fine tea remained untouched in cups so delicate they seemed to hold light rather than liquid. Gold traced their rims like captured sunlight, and the aroma still haunted the air—cardamom and star anise, citrus peel kissed with clove, a blend his mother hoarded like dragon's gold. She rarely shared it, even with distinguished guest
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 94 Prt II Wedding Bells and Shattered Glass
*Nicoli*Marry… The word didn't land. It fractured. Splitting through him like ice spreading across glass, each crack branching into a thousand smaller breaks until his entire inner landscape was a spider web of damage.The space beneath his ribs didn't just hollow—it collapsed inward like a sinkhole opening in soft earth after rain. Everything that had been solid, everything he'd built himself on, simply gave way. Something fundamental shifted in his chest— irrevocably—reshaping into architecture he didn't recognize. His hands twitched involuntarily, fingers spreading as if he could physically hold himself together, press his palms against the place where everything was coming undone.But there was nothing to grasp. Nothing to hold. Just the sensation of falling through himself.His stomach lurched with violence, bile rising sharp and acidic, burning tracks up his throat. The lingering sweetness of tea curdled on his tongue, transforming—copper first, the taste of blood that wasn't
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 93 Standfall
*Nicoli*The sound of her laughter reached him before anything else. It cascaded down the corridor like an avalanche of warmth—loud, alive, utterly unstoppable.The kind of laugh that filled every corner it touched, that made stone walls seem less cold just by existing. Nicoli's boots scraped to an abrupt halt against the polished floorboards, the sound sharp as breaking ice in the sudden stillness of his body.Hidi.Even without seeing her, he could paint the scene perfectly. Her head thrown back with abandon, golden bangs scattered across her forehead like wheat in wind, melting snow still clinging to the fur of her cloak like diamonds she hadn't bothered to shake off. Hidi in full form, absolutely in her element— unbothered, transforming any space she occupied into her personal stage, claimed so effortlessly, regardless of when and where. Her voice rang clear as cathedral bells, rich with the kind of genuine amusement most people forgot how to feel past childhood.She was debating
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 92 Duty and Promise
BANG.The knock on the door cracked through the dream like a whip. Nicoli jolted upright, breath tearing from his lungs in a harsh gasp.The world was wrong. Still moving. Still blurred. For a moment, he didn’t know where he was. The darkness still clung to him, heavy and suffocating—her voice echoing like a ghost just out of reach. His heart slammed against his ribs, the afterimage of her face still burned behind his eyes.He couldn’t save her. He tried but he couldn’t…“Ana,” He dragged a hand down his face, fingers trembling as they brushed over cold skin. His chest ached as though the cord had broken inside him for real.It took several long, shaky breaths before he could even swallow.Slowly, painfully, his surroundings came into focus.The orange glow of the hearth cast flickering shadows across the bookshelves. The rich scent of pine logs and old parchment filled his nose. His chair creaked beneath him as he shifted, the worn leather catching against the back of his tunic.He w
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 91 Chase Her Pleasures
*Nicoli*“Nicoli,” Her voice brushed against him like frost across skin—soft, delicate, threading through the air with a mournful tremor that made his chest constrict. He froze mid-step, feet sinking deeper into virgin snow. The sound curled up from somewhere deep within the hedge maze, floating through the fog like a dying breath. His own breath hitched, crystallizing in the bitter air, forming ghostly spirals that dissipated into the gray void surrounding him.Ana.But where? He spun sharply, pulse hammering against his throat. His eyes strained through the suffocating fog, but it was thick—so thick it clung to his lashes, so dense he could barely make out his own trembling fingers until they brushed against his face. The cold bit at his fingertips, numbing them instantly."Ana?" His voice cracked, swallowed by the oppressive silence.No answer. Only the brittle hush of frozen leaves rattling against dead branches, and somewhere distant, the ominous groan of ice splitting. The s
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