Semua Bab His Regret: Her Rebirth : Bab 21 - Bab 30

A NAME FROM THE DEADXENIA’S POVI hadn’t said his name in years.Rellis.Even now, it sounded strange in my mouth. Like something left unfinished. Like a memory that had never fully formed.I remembered hearing it once, in the middle of chaos — a voice shouting it behind me, right before the sound of iron meeting bone. I didn’t know what it meant back then. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to.Now it was showing up again, like the past had found a back door.I sat across from Rico in my chambers. He didn’t speak, just waited. That was something I’d learned about him lately — he could be patient when it mattered.“He was supposed to be one of ours,” I said. “A Wintergreen. A seer. Not powerful, but respected. Loyal.”“And now he’s working with Malrec.”I nodded. “Looks like it.”Rico leaned forward slightly. “Do you think he knew what would happen to you? The first time?”I didn’t answer. Not because I didn’t know — but because I was afraid I might.RICO’S POVIt was strange watching her try t

ASH IN THE VEINSXENIA’S POVI felt it before it happened.A shift in the air. Too still. Too quiet.I was in the main corridor, walking toward the southern wing, when the pressure in my chest changed. Like the moment before a storm, when the world holds its breath.I stopped without meaning to.One hand dropped to my side. The other pressed instinctively to my stomach.And then I heard the first scream.RICO’S POVElvis came running into the war room, face pale.“East wall breach,” he said. “Multiple injuries. Smoke near the servant wing.”I didn’t ask questions. I just moved.The air outside was thick and sharp — smoke mixed with ash. Not fire, though. Not the kind that burns from wood. This was something else.Something meant to disorient.A message.XENIA’S POVI found Catty in the hallway, coughing, her eyes red.“Where’s the baby nurse?” I asked.“She’s safe,” she said between breaths. “I took her to the healer’s quarters. There’s cleaner air there.”I nodded, chest tight. Not j

BLOODLINEXENIA’S POVI didn’t want to believe it.The stories, the visions, the quiet things left unsaid by the old temple guides in my first life — they’d always spoken of bloodlines like mine in abstract terms. Mystics. Keepers. Chosen ones. It never felt real.It felt like something meant for someone else.But now?Now I could feel it in my skin. In my bones. The mark on my wrist didn’t fade. It didn’t itch or sting. It pulsed like a second heartbeat.And when I touched it, I remembered a voice — old, clear, and calm — from years ago.“The Moon doesn’t choose those who ask. She chooses the ones who survive.”RICO’S POVThe council was meeting again.This time, behind closed doors and guards.I didn’t care.I pushed past them anyway.The room went silent when I stepped in. Elder Graythorne barely concealed his irritation. Cerra, as always, stared down her nose like I’d tracked mud into the chamber.“I wasn’t invited,” I said, “but I think you’re forgetting who I am.”“We’re discuss

A COUNCIL DIVIDEDRICO’S POVThe meeting started off quiet.Too quiet.Usually, there were at least a few side conversations before we got into anything serious — low chatter, polite tension, someone pretending to review notes they didn’t need.Not today.Today, everyone was already seated. Already waiting.And I knew why.They’d heard.Not the full truth. Not what Xenia had found beneath the temple.But enough.Enough to be nervous.ELDER GRAYTHORNE“We’ll begin,” I said, clearing my throat. “There’s concern among the court. Not just about the breach last week, but about the Luna herself.”Cerra didn’t speak yet, which was unusual for her.Malrec, of course, wasn’t here. Disgrace suits rarely show up for discussions about balance and order.“The Luna’s condition is… unique,” I continued. “And there are rumors. About powers. Visions. Things she may or may not be.”I paused. No one interrupted. I could feel the weight in the room.“She hasn’t harmed anyone. She hasn’t broken trust. But

BREACHXENIA’S POVIt happened in the middle of the afternoon.No warning. No raised voices. No running feet.Just a knock on the door.Rico opened it before I could stand. A guard I didn’t recognize stepped inside and handed him a sealed note.He didn’t read it right away. Just looked at the seal.His jaw tightened.I watched his eyes as he read.When he finished, he didn’t speak. He passed the paper to me instead.I read it once.Then again.Then I sat down.CATTY’S POVThe message was short. No names, no signature.Just a location and a sentence:“The east archive vault has been opened.”That was impossible.The east archive had been sealed since the treaty war. No one had access. The only key was held by the council — a shared lock, five parts. One piece per council elder.If it had been opened, someone had help.High help.RICO’S POVWe went down through the old hall.The corridor smelled like dust and dried metal. Cold air drifted up from the stairwell.Two guards were already p