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Chapter 21

Morwenna's POVMy bones felt wrong.It wasn’t pain, exactly. More like something inside me had decided to wake up, stretch its limbs, and claw its way toward the surface. It had started that morning with a flicker under my ribs. Now, as I sat in the forgotten wing of the palace with Sabine, sweat streaking down my back despite the snow outside, it burned.“Again,” she said.I gritted my teeth, clenched my fist, and reached. Not with hands. With will.The candle flickered. Nothing more.Sabine sighed. “Your power doesn’t obey anger alone. You need focus. Intention.”I hit my fist into the stone floor. The obsidian shard clinked in my satchel.“Intention?” I spat. “My intention is to not die.”“Good. Now focus it,” she said, kneeling in front of me.I closed my eyes. Pictured the fire that had taken the first woman. Pictured the curse inside me, curling like a serpent around my spine.When I opened my eyes, the candle was gone. In its place was blue fire dancing in the air, no wick, no

Chapter 22

Morwenna's POVChaos was no longer distant.The moment Elda and I burst out of the underground passage, smoke filled our lungs. Screams echoed from the eastern wing. Steel clashed. The palace was under siege.Aedric had not waited for diplomacy or blood rites. He had sent his rogues like hounds off their leash, and now they tore through stone and flesh alike.We ran through the outer halls, past shattered doors and crumpled guards. Elda wielded her cane like a blade, knocking a rogue clean off his feet. I didn’t have her grace or speed, but I had rage. And rage moved fast.A soldier lunged from the shadows, his teeth bared, blood painting his chest. I didn’t flinch. I slammed the obsidian shard into his side. He screamed as the magic surged from the blade into his ribs, dropping him like a broken puppet.Elda didn’t even blink. "You're learning.""I’m not dying here.""Good. Because it’s only beginning."We burst through the main courtyard.And it was hell.Fire roared from shattered

Chapter 23

Morwenna's POVThe scent of burned cedar still clung to the palace walls.Three days had passed since the siege, yet the air remained thick with smoke, blood, and the tension of unshed truths. My face still felt tight where a rogue’s claws had grazed my cheek. The scar would fade, I was told. I hoped it wouldn’t.Let them remember I survived.Sabine had doubled my training. At dawn, I learned to channel power without the shard. At dusk, I was tested with illusions, poisons, and blades. Elda watched from the shadows, offering no comfort. Only judgment."You can’t rely on instinct alone," she said, again and again. "Power that reacts without thought will one day turn on you."But I wasn’t afraid of the power.I was afraid of how good it felt.Leofric had kept his distance since naming me co-ruler. He claimed it was strategy, letting the court adjust. I knew better. He feared the way I looked at him now—not like a frightened girl or a bound mate, but like an equal.Like a threat.On the

Chapter 24

Morwenna's POVI woke before dawn, my pulse steady but too loud in my ears. The mirror was still shattered, the glass still formed in that haunting circle on the floor. I hadn’t touched it, I wouldn’t. Something about it felt final, like a door half-cracked open to a place you never return from.I slipped out of bed and into Leofric’s robe. He wasn’t there. Probably off smoothing over political fires while I stewed in silence and broken visions. Good, I needed space.The mark across my chest hadn’t stopped pulsing. Each beat felt more like a summons than a symptom now, like something was trying to wake in me. Not love, not desire, it was power.Sabine waited in the training courtyard, her cloak billowing in the early wind. She said nothing when I approached, just handed me a wooden staff and gestured."Again."I obeyed.Each strike, each step, burned. My limbs screamed from yesterday’s battle. My head throbbed from prophecy. Still, I moved.Sabine circled me like a hawk. "You’re not f

Chapter 25

Morwenna's POVNight tasted like blood.I stood at the edge of the training grounds, barefoot in the snow, my breath misting in the bitter air. Everything around me burned, not with fire, but with questions. The shard pulsed in my palm like it had a heartbeat of its own. It wanted out. Or maybe it wanted more.Behind me, the palace smoldered from the earlier attack. Repairs had already begun, but ashes still clung to the walls. The scent of scorched fur, silver, and old magic soaked the stones.Sabine watched from the terrace above, her arms folded. She hadn’t spoken since I began. She didn’t need to. Her silence was louder than prophecy.I closed my eyes and stepped into the circle drawn in chalk and wolf blood. The old language vibrated beneath my feet. Not words, as intent.“Again,” came Elda’s voice from the side.I exhaled slowly and raised the shard to the moonlight. Energy rippled through the sky like it recognized me now, not as prey, but as something far more dangerous.With

Chapter 26

Morwenna’s POVLeofric's blood stained the snow.Not much. Just a single drop, dark as ink, slipping from his palm where the shard had nicked him. But it was enough. The runes beneath the training ring flared like open mouths, swallowing the light."It reacted to you," I said, breath fogging in the cold air. "Again."He clenched his fist, eyes on the circle of ash. "It's not the shard. It's me. I'm changing."Sabine, standing at the edge of the ring, lowered her hood. Her eyes were shadowed. "You're not changing. You're being rewritten. The bond was never meant to tether a celestial."The word struck the silence like thunder.Celestial.It wasn’t a title. It was a sentence.I looked at Leofric. At his scars, his calloused hands, the lines around his mouth that hadn’t been there weeks ago. He looked older. Not in years. In pain."You're breaking," I whispered.He met my gaze. "Then help me hold the pieces."But how could I, when I was barely whole myself?Elda had warned me. Severing t

Chapter 27

Morwenna's POV Smoke curled from the cracked window, tinged with the scent of blood and burnt parchment. I sat cross-legged on the cold marble, the shard pulsing between my palms like a heartbeat I didn’t trust. The curse had grown louder since the mirror shattered. My reflection no longer mimicked me. It waited.Sabine had warded my chamber with runes older than the kingdom. But I could still feel her, the older version of me lingering just behind the veil. Watching.Voices argued outside the door. Leofric and High Priest Larkan. The new alliance made my skin crawl. The temple wanted control over me, over my power. And Leofric—I still hadn’t decided if he wanted me as his equal or as his shield.The door opened without a knock.Leofric entered first, followed by Larkan, robes dragging dust like shadows. I rose to my feet, shard tucked under my sleeve."We need to talk," Leofric said.I gestured at the ruin around me. "By all means. We’re already so civilized."Larkan stepped forward

Chapter 28

Leofric’s POVA kingdom doesn’t fall in a day, but I watched mine fracture by the hour.The war council room was filled with the stench of sweat and smoke. Maps spread out over the lengthy obsidian table, ink seeping from the edges as if even the parchment would not contain these realities. My generals stood tense. Half of them backed Morwenna now—the other half feared her. I couldn’t blame them. She’d torn through rogue wolves like prophecy in motion. Power clung to her skin like blood.And still, I couldn’t stop thinking about the way her eyes looked when I knelt before her. Not afraid. Not even shocked. Just tired. As if she was waiting for the next betrayal.Sabine appeared beside me, silent until she wasn’t. “You need to choose a side, Leofric. Not just hers. Or theirs. But yours.”I knew what she meant. Being king meant too many masks. Too many voices. Too much bleeding in silence. But I couldn’t afford silence anymore.“Bring the Council,” I said. “All of them. Tonight. No mask

Chapter 29

Morwenna's POVSabine’s words echoed in my skull long after she left the chamber. “You are not just a girl with a shard. You are the shard’s keeper.”Keeper. Like it was some ancient title I never asked for. Like I wasn’t just trying to survive, to hold my body together while everything else shattered. But it was too late for denial. I’d seen my reflection in the broken mirror, heard the voice with my own mouth. That other Morwenna was still in there, waiting, lurking beneath my skin like a venom I hadn’t yet metabolized.And now Leofric wanted peace. He wanted co-rulership. As if my blood wasn’t still humming with death magic. As if the Council wouldn’t choke on their own tongues before accepting me beside him on that throne.I stared out the tall, fractured window in his private study. Below, servants hauled out burnt rubble, and soldiers patched up broken gates. The palace was half ruin, half miracle. Just like me.Elda entered without knocking. She always did.“You’re brooding,” s

Chapter 30

Morwenna's POVAsh clung to my skin like memory. Thick. Bitter. Permanent. The remnants of battle hadn’t yet settled across the ruined palace when I felt the ripple in the air. Not sound. Not scent. Something older. Something watching.Sabine’s words echoed through me like a drumbeat: Half celestial. A creature of two worlds. I wasn’t sure what that meant yet, but my blood remembered.The corridors of the palace were still, too still. I moved carefully through the north wing, barefoot, clothed in a shift still stained with fire and smoke. My fingers tightened around the shard at my hip. Leofric had insisted I stay hidden until he dealt with the remnants of the Council. I didn’t listen.I couldn’t.I didn’t trust stillness. It was the breath before the scream.Near the training yard, I heard it. Not footsteps. Whispers. Dozens of them, all threading together in one voice. Mine. Not quite mine. The same voice I’d heard in the mirror, twisted and sharp."You’re not ready.""You think you

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