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Will Bear the Moon Chapter 115 Prt. II Clenched Fists
*Nugen*“And you’re her father,” The words drove straight through every defense Nugen had ever built—every glossy piece of armor to carry a careful silence, every sword sharpened to hold secret he’d forged into the very metal.Because in the end. One single sentence was all it could take. One undeniable truth spoke on the wrong lips.For a sick second, the corridor dissolved.He was twenty-two years back. He could smell that fleeting morning again—dry salt and horse sweat and sunbaked stone. He could hear the carriage door as it shut with that soft, a final thunk that never sounded final until it was too late. Dawny’s blue sigil gleamed on the lacquered panel, catching the breaking first streams of sunset like a promise made pretty for strangers. But it wasn’t the door that kept his focus. It was the precious cargo that took her seat within. Strong and firm, belly swollen as she moved with muted grace yet still, her head was held high even then.But at last she could not resist one
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 115 He Can't Take It Back
*Admiral Nugen*Court did not simply end.It only emptied, after a punishable stretch of time , like a reluctant bleed. Like marrow slipping out of a broken bone after the crack had already been heard.And then, at last, the carved doors yielded. Like a great beast, exhaling out to the halls beyond the courtroom.Nobles poured out into the corridors in a red flood, spilling velvet and fur and polished boots across marble, their movement bringing sound back into the palace: fine leather soles ticking in quick clusters, the soft drag of layered skirts, the clink of goblets and rings and jewelry that had been held too still during the announcement. Their laughter returned in full—unbridled and bright, still lingering on their fangs like a bad taste that they insisted was sweet.Voices rose as they walked. Careless gossip as always. Quick predictions. A dozen versions of the same event, asked in murmurs just low enough to pretend it wasn’t dancing with treason.Did you hear that?Did you
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 114 She Knows
*Anastasia* “We both are.”The last words land like a plate clattering down to the floor. Smashing and splintering into a thousand pieces that echo against the very walls.And for a heartbeat, even the room doesn’t seem to understand what it has just heard. The silence that follows is not respectful—it is blank, stunned, as if the court itself has forgotten what comes after those words. Like losing the next line to the script we’ve all gone by till now.And whereas, I am the one most in the dark.Then the reactions begin. Small from below the dias, wrapped in involuntary sounds. As if the news slowly and finaly takes a form. The court began to break from its stuporA breath catches on a fang somewhere below. A goblet knocks softly against a table as a hand tightens too fast. Someone’s sleeve brushes a neighbor in the sudden shift of bodies, and the fabric makes a quiet rasp that feels indecently loud. The firepits hiss and pop, too bright, too greedy, their heat suddenly irrelevant a
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 113 She Hears
*Anastasia*Mykhol’s hand remains firmly at my waist even after we reach the last step of the dias.His warmth leaks through the very fabric of my gown. It’s a steady and deliberate pressure that should be unnecessary and yet becomes, to my own begrudging admittance, a balance point my body readily accepts before I can. It’s almost shameful enough to hate it, the weakness, mine, can accept room for him like this.But my legs, still rebuilding their trust in me, do not argue as fiercely as my pride does. And it does not help that the dias feels absurdly higher than I remember. It’s not in measurement, it’s not as though the dias grew in the last three days like some plant, of course not. But I mean by the effort it takes to climb them. I feel it all the more. Each step a small negotiation with my hips, with the dull ache at the base of my spine, with the faint swim of dizziness that threatens if I lift too quickly.Thus, it comes as no surprise that our steps blend together in one s
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 112 Prt. II She Sees
*Anastasia*But I am severely naive. Naive.It is a title I never would have christened myself with before now—not in private, not even in the most unforgiving corners of my own mind. The word existed but it always belonged to others. To courtiers who underestimate my resolve. To young nobles who believe smiles are loyalty. To Lords who mistake ceremony for security.Not to me.And yet it settles on my tongue with a bitter tang, and something in me shifts at the admission—as if a seam I’ve kept stitched too tight has finally begun to give. The golden links over my forehead answer with the faintest clink, metal whispering against metal as my posture adjusts without my permission. A small sound, sterile and precise, and it feels like proof. One even my crown hears the word.Throughout my life, I have prided myself on what I could earn. Not by blood. Not by supposed beauty. Not the easy inheritance of being adored like my cousin. But something pure and evolving. By acquired knowledge.
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 112 Prt. I She Moves
*Anastasia*The walk through the hall should not feel this long.It is a distance I have crossed hundreds of times—sometimes alone, sometimes with Admiral Nugen at my shoulder, sometimes with Pendwick trailing a respectful step behind like a steady cornerstone. I know every curve of the stone, every arch and candle sconce, the places where the floor dips slightly, the places where the draft likes to creep along the seams.And yet today, the corridor stretches ahead of me as if it has learned a new shape.Something sharp and bitter with a faint taste of truth mixed with cold judgment.The palace has the same pale marble, the same pointed arches rising at measured intervals, but now they feel like narrowed eyes watching my progress. Candlelight flickers in its sconces and lays unsteady gold across the floor, turning the polished stone into something that seems to jerk when I move. Above, banners hang high and heavy, their ropes creaking softly as the winter draft threads down from the t
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 42 Fangless Warrior
*Pendwick*"What could ALL of you possibly be doing with my dear assistant?"The words hung in the air like frost crystallizing on glass. Pendwick immediately saw the effect. It was astonishing. No, this was the power of a king. The nobles who had been so boldly aggressive moments before didn't jus
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 41 Always The Nice Guy
*Pendwick*"Until you return," Pendwick murmured under his breath, but she did not hear him over the crescendo of the strings, the cheerful music mocking him with its brightness. Each note stabbed like tiny daggers as he yet again had to watch her go. It always seemed to happen that way—too late, t
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 40 Daggers And Dances
*Anastasia* "Sir Pendwick," I manage, steadying my voice even as my stomach plummets like a stone dropped from the palace tower. The muscles in my face move by habit, not ease—a mask I've worn countless times sliding into place. I force the corners of my mouth to lift, polite but not too warm—just
Will Bear the Moon Chapter 39 Just One Person Too Many Masks
*Ana*My feet throb with each step, twelve dances already behind me and who knows how many still to come. I press my painted smile wider as Lord Arden finally releases my hand."Please," I say, the muscles in my cheeks aching from hours of practiced pleasantries. "Enjoy the party, Lord Arden."My f
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