Todos os capítulos de Court Of Sins And Twilight: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

RHAENAN POVWe walked arm in arm past the line of sentries stationed at the eastern wing, our steps unhurried, faces schooled into the sort of pleasant calm expected of ball attendees looking for a quiet place to “sneak off” to.Lira’s hand rested lightly on my chest—too lightly. Like she didn’t want to be touching me any more than I wanted to be touching her.“I think we’ve taken pretending to a new level of uncomfortable,” she muttered through her smile.“Just keep walking,” I said through mine.One of the guards straightened as we passed. “Looking for the garden terrace?”Lira giggled—a sound that grated only because I knew it wasn’t real. “Actually, I think he’s gotten us lost looking for the restrooms.”The guard chuckled. “Ah, new lovers. You’re a sweet pair.”I barely kept my face from twisting. Lira’s nails dug lightly into my coat like a warning.“Thank you,” I managed, voice light and even. “We’ll find our way.”He waved us along, none the wiser.As soon as we turned the cor

EDINA POVThe first thing that greeted me was the gust of air slamming into my face—followed immediately by a crack as a massive rock landed with a jarring thud right in front of me.I stumbled back, heart stuttering, and my head snapped up.Baelorin was in the air, eyes glowing with sharp green light, guiding a streak of magic that arced straight at Malakai.The two of them—shirtless—were soaring, leaping from one rocky cliff to another, wings spread wide like twin predators in the sky. Spells clashed midair. Stone cracked. Wind howled. Every strike sent vibrations through the cave-like training arena.They weren’t holding back.“Are they fighting?” I asked breathlessly.A voice answered behind me. “Nope. That’s just them playing. Or, as they like to call it—training.”I turned to see Lira standing just behind me, arms folded, a lazy grin on her face.Baelorin and Malakai collided midair with a burst of green light and raw muscle, crashing into the rock wall with a thunderous impact

MAERWYNN POVMy hands smoothed down the front of the leather pants I never thought I’d wear. The fit was snug, and they creaked faintly with every movement, but they were better than a gown for what we were about to do.I cinched the final strap of my corset and adjusted the sheer sleeves of my blouse beneath my thick dark cloak. A hood followed. Then the scarf—wrapped once around my neck, then tugged up to cover the lower half of my face.My heart was already racing.Valen stood across from me, dressed head to toe in near-black. Hood up, head covered, twin blades strapped in an X across his back. Shadows clung to him like old friends, and gods help me, I’d never seen a male look so lethal. Or so infuriatingly attractive.“You sure you want to do this?” he asked, voice barely above a whisper as he tightened the strap on one of his gauntlets.I nodded once. “I’m the only one who can do this now.”A grin curved his lips—just enough to break the tension. “There’s the terrifying woman I c

MAERWYNN POVAurocen’s boots struck the stone with deadly precision as he strode forward, his silver-lined cloak billowing behind him like stormclouds. He looked at Valen like he didn’t recognize him anymore. Like he had betrayed him with a knife to the back and honestly, I couldn't blame him.“I welcomed you into my court,” he said, voice low and ice-sharp. “Opened my gates. My halls. Shared my table. And you repay that by stealing from me in the dead of night?”Valen didn’t flinch. But his fingers brushed mine — subtle, grounding.“We didn’t come here to betray you,” he said calmly, evenly. “We came to find a way to survive.”“That sounds an awful lot like justification for treason.” Aurocen’s pale gaze cut to Caelora, then to me.I swallowed and stepped forward. “This wasn’t an act of war. It wasn’t about defying you. It was… desperation.”Luna moved quietly beside her mate, hand brushing his arm. Her gaze was still fixed on me. Assessing.“Desperation doesn’t excuse trespass,” she

MAERWYNN POVAurocen rose, his wings flaring wide, catching the starlight like blades of silver flame. A guttural cry tore from his throat—“VALEN!”He launched through the air.Valen turned just in time, blade snapping up to block the blast of light Aurocen hurled at him. The force of it cracked through the shield Valen barely managed to conjure, the air splitting with a hiss of magic and heat.The crowd gasped—no, screamed—and then scattered.Aurocen didn’t relent. He shot forward, another flare building in his palms, and this time, when it struck Valen’s sword, the steel sang out a discordant note that made my heart lurch.Valen didn’t attack back—not yet. He only parried, danced backward on the court floor with practiced precision, eyes darkening.My breath stopped in my throat.This wasn’t part of the deal.I pushed to my feet, dress tangled around my boots, and looked at Lira.“This wasn’t part of the deal,” I said sharply, voice trembling with restrained fury.Lira didn’t reply