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Will Bear the Moon Chapter 142 Paper Crown
*Anastasia* At least the corridor outside my chambers is empty. I hate to admit it, but...I might be a touch more grateful for that than I ought to be. Perhaps it's something about not being met by servants at every turn — like faces I know, or more likely ones I don't — that settles me, if only a little. Like the thought that I need not perform for anyone at this hour, after such a long and grinding journey, loosens something between my shoulder blades that I had not realized was clenched.But then again, I might be fooling myself to think it has anything to do with the hour. More likely, it has to do with which wing of the palace they have put me in.Like my room, this stretch of the castle does not carry the look of a place frequently used. Fewer people pass through here, which makes it quieter in a way that feels almost deliberate. The gas lamps — the few anyone has bothered to light in this older part of the castle — burn low, each flame humming faintly behind its cloudy glass
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 141 Anxious
*Anastasia*Apparently, the room has been waiting for me. Not expectantly, I mean. More in the manner of someone begrudgingly making space for someone who was not a high priority.Or any priority at all, if I am honest with myself. But I find I am too tired to try for anything else. I stand just inside the doorway while Naska moves about with one of the smaller cases tucked beneath her arm, her expression locked carefully into place, busy with the business of being busy. Though I have no doubt she notices exactly as much as I do.Things like the obvious fact that nothing in here has changed since the last time we were here.Nothing has been neglected enough to insult a visiting empress — that would require a deliberateness my stepmother is far too careful for. But the room looks tired. Unused in that particular abandoned way, like my mother's wings back in Nochten. Frozen in place, waiting for someone who has stopped coming. The trimmings are more outdated than I remember. The curta
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 140 "Not Welcome Home”
*Anastasia* The carriage rocks to its final stop. Groaning low against wheels packed thick with ice and snow still unmelted from the mountain passes, the slick of it making the halt take greater effort than it should. Because it's hard enough that the lantern above our heads swings up nearly to the cabin ceiling before dropping back. Splashing the light into a brief, disorienting fray across all our faces.But it does end eventually. Which only leaves the terrible aftermath of whats left. Us suspended in the wake of it, waiting for the cabin to settle beneath us — long enough that I can hear everyone breathe. Long enough to notice what is missing. The soft, constant hiss against the roof that has traveled with us since the mountains has gone.The snowfall has stopped for now.But somehow the silence it leaves behind is more cutting than the cold ever was.Because now no one speaks. No one dares to even move. And there is no more road left to dwell on. No more miles in which to prep
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 139 Prt III Where to Now
*Julia*The door closed behind her with a soft, and careful click. But the sound seemed to hang in her ears. Suddenly absurdly loud for such a small ordinary thing. But it did. It rang and rang through her long after the latch had settled into its plate. The brass knob uncoiled to the right position. And the wood groaned back into its frame. Each sound, normally forgettable, overlooked even, now marked themselves through her with new value. Heavier and meaningful echoes through the corridor. Then the voices bubbled up once more.Julia could hear it slip from under the seams of the door and crawl up her back. Belinda's cadence. Bratha's heavy accent in answering the rumble. A conversation resumed. Picking up its rhythm low and shapeless, it was robbed of their words by the thickness of the oak, but unmistakable all the same. As though nothing had happened at all.Then the small, bright clink of porcelain being lifted from a saucer.Competently. With hands too young to shake. Too fi
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 139 Prt. II The Other Woman
*Belinda*"And what of the other matter," Bratha said slowly with more care as if each word could make a cut. "What about her?"Belinda did not need to ask who she meant.There was only one she who could be meant. Only one arrival in the whole of this snowbound week that required asking after a person's fortitude beforehand.Her. Empress Anastasia.Gods, merely thinking of her name made the images come. Each arriving whole and unwelcome, the way it always did. So much like the both of them could be. The damned silver hair. That particular scarlet in the eyes. And a face Belinda spent two decades trying not thinking about but could nonetheless reconstruct down to the shape of the mouth. With or without Alexander’s cursed painting. Something turned over low in her stomach."My scouts sent word this morning," Bratha continued, oblivious or else choosing to be. "The carriage crossed into Dawny two days past. They will be through the last of the passes by now." She turned her cup on its
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 139 Betrothal Business
*Belinda*Rethink the arrangement? Belinda was rendered dumb and useless. Her mouth stood slightly open. Her grey eyes had gone wide and blinking, fixed on Bratha as though looking hard enough at her oldest friend's face might somehow bridge the gap. Pull back the distance now drawn between what she had just heard and what could possibly be made from it. What Bratha had meant in saying such a thing. A thing Belinda would never, in a million moons, have imagined leaving that mouth.Rethink the arrangement! That was…it was–It was absurd. ABSURD! Yes, it was, quite plainly, absurd — and the absurdity of it was precisely what kept her, for several long seconds, without a single word to offer. She could not locate the correct response, not because none existed, but because too many arrived at once, colliding in her throat before any single one could take proper shape.How can she even suggest this? Now?! Here. After everything.As though nine years could be folded up and set aside lik
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 8 Uncle and the Family Business
*Uncle* Ana’s Uncle did not enjoy change. He was a systematic man with a tendency to habit. It was a quality that he and his niece seemed to share. But each for different reasons. Where Ana followed routines to fight her isolation, Uncle preferred it. Uncle was a slow speaker and could not keep u
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 7 The Letter from Father
*Ana* “Dear Empress Anastasia of Nochten, Princess of Dawny, my daughter-“ And I have to stop as the word lingers on my lips. He…called me daughter? I feel like the wind is kicked out of me. “Go on,” Maddie chirps, leaning over my shoulder. I find myself looking to Aunt Funda. She stands at th
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 6 Aunt Funda and the Letter
*Aunt Funda* Aunt Funda could feel all the blood drain from her cheeks as the initial shock transmitted to outright dread. What is the meaning of this? Her mind raced as her eyes again read over the envelope. Somewhere, she hoped that it was her mistake. A trick of the light or her eyes had tur
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 5 The First Letter
“Your Majesty,” Johan warned. But King Alexander shooed him off.“I know what you are going to say, but I don’t care.” King Alexander had every right to be happy. And with that, he gave another skip around the room. “Your majesty,” Johan could shake his head, but it was a lost cause. The king wasn
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