All Chapters of Trial of Flame: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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#7 I Don't Trust Easy

Rowyn POVThe garden courtyard smelled like lavender, petrichor, and overwatered privilege. Aster and I claimed a sun warmed stone bench near a sparkling koi pond, our croissants long gone and our coffees steaming in our hands. I let myself breathe for the first time all morning.She sipped from her sugar laced brew and tilted her head back. “Gods, I needed this.”“Same,” I muttered. “Didn’t think my first week at Fae Hogwarts would include getting Barbie bitch slapped before breakfast.”Aster snorted so hard she nearly choked. “You mean Seraphina Volarix? Fire heir and professional drama llama?”I raised an eyebrow. “You know her?”She nodded. “Everyone does. I try to stay out of noble bullshit, but when your parents work for the royal court…” She shrugged. “You pick up the gossip whether you want to or not.”I leaned back, watching the magical koi zip through water that shimmered like glass. “So you’re court adjacent?”“Unfortunately.” She rolled her eyes. “My dad’s the Royal Herbol

Last Updated : 2025-09-25

#8 Giggles & Gossip

Rowyn POVI should’ve known the last class of the day would be cursed.The second I walked into Spellcasting: Channeling & Control, I knew we were in for it. The classroom smelled like burnt sage and disappointment. And the moment the professor turned to face us, I damn near turned right back around.He was tall, thin, and draped in dull brown robes that looked like they hadn’t seen soap since the last celestial alignment. His smile was wrong, all teeth and no warmth. His eyes flicked over the room like a predator sniffing out fresh meat, and when his gaze landed on the girls? Yeah. Leering was the only word for it.When he shook my hand at the door, I damn near puked. His skin was cold and clammy. His magic, if you could even call that aura magic, felt like grease and rot under my skin. My whole body shivered.“Professor Thornhall,” he sneered, then added with no fucking charm at all, “Welcome to the real work, Miss…?”“Rowyn,” I muttered, already pulling my hand away and wiping it o

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#9 House Ceremony, What?

Rowyn POVI blinked at Aster like she'd just summoned a kraken in the middle of my floor. "So what is this fucking ceremony?""The House Sorting Ceremony," she repeated, sipping her Coke like this was perfectly normal and not a complete nightmare in the making. "This Friday. We all get assigned based on our magic and traits. You know...fire, air, earth, water, shadow... The whole big ancestral cosmic destiny drama."I groaned and flopped backward onto my cloud of pillows. "I hate dressing up. I hate ceremonies. I hate people watching me. I especially hate ceremonial dresses made of itchy glitter doom."Aster giggled, kicking her feet in the air. "It's not that bad. I mean, unless you trip going up the platform stairs and flash everyone your underwear..."I shot up. "That's a thing that could happen!?"She snorted. "It did happen. Last year. Still iconic.""I swear to the gods," I muttered, "Why the fuck is this happening? I was almost executed a week ago and now I have to do fashion s

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#10 Fuckin BOYS

Rowyn POVI opened the damn door ready to throw hands, and of course it was Zephyr.Fucking Zephyr.His golden hair was windswept like he'd just flown through a damn thunderstorm, which, knowing him, he probably had. His ice blue eyes locked on mine, sharp and piercing, and those cheekbones? Unfair. Fully illegal. He had the kind of face that made you want to slap it and then sit on it.And don't even get me started on the muscles. The shirt he wore looked personally victimized by his biceps.I scowled, a low growl curling in my throat. "Why are you here, Zephyr?"He blinked, caught off guard. "Honestly? I'm not sure."His voice was rougher than I expected, and that little uncertain stutter? Infuriatingly hot. He scratched the back of his neck and glanced at my door like it was gonna give him answers. "I... wanted to check on you. Are you okay? Why was the Headmaster here?"I crossed my arms and leaned against the doorframe. "None of your damn business."The corner of his mouth twitch

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#11 Rivenstar

Rowyn Vale POV BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.What the actual…?!Before I could even groan, the mattress tilted and dumped me right on my ass. I let out a low moan, tangled in my blanket like a damn burrito, while the castle lights flickered cheerfully.“Rude,” I muttered, prying myself off the floor.My eyes darted to the clock.7:30.“FUCK!” I shot to my feet. “Class starts in thirty minutes!”I lurched toward the bathroom like a half dead zombie and slammed a toothbrush into my mouth, scrubbing like I was on a mission. My reflection looked like death mated with chaos and left their lovechild smeared across my face.As I fumbled for my makeup bag, I muttered around the toothbrush, “Wouldn’t it be fucking amazing if I could just snap my fingers and my makeup and hair....”The air shimmered around me like heat off pavement. I froze mid sentence, spit into the sink, and gaped at the mirror.Oh. My. Gods.My hair had been styled into perfect soft waves, pulled back on one side with silver skull pin

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#12 Relic Class Sucks

Rowyn POVRelic Navigation & Trial Prep ClassI didn't even need to walk in the room to know this class was going to suck harder than a leech in a blood bank. The aura hit me the second my boot stepped across the threshold, janky, twitchy, and fucking wrong. It made my stomach roll like I'd chugged spoiled milk and taken a ride on a tilt-a-whirl.And then she spoke."Welcome, darlings," came the sugar laced snarl of a voice that sounded like it ate crystal and spat privilege. "I'm Professor Galina. Do take your seats, nobility in the front, everyone else... scatter yourselves accordingly."The bitch had the gall to curtsey to Seraphina.Deadass curtsey.I grabbed a seat toward the back beside Aster, who looked about as thrilled as I felt. Seraphina tossed her blonde curls and glided to the front row like the pampered tyrant she was, flanked by her Barbie Fae clones.Professor Galina launched into the lecture, completely ignoring half the room."In this class," she began, smoothing he

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#13 Stag & Nymphs

Rowyn POVAfter lunch, we were still buzzing from Thistle's surprise "I might be fetching you a magical creature companion" moment. Kyren couldn't stop smiling. Aster was practically vibrating with excitement. And me? I felt... light. Like for the first time in forever, maybe I belonged somewhere."So," I said, brushing crumbs off my lap, "we've got the whole afternoon free. Where to?"Kyren glanced out one of the grand arched windows. "There's a whole enchanted forest on the east side, right? Supposed to be full of whispering trees and magical creatures."Aster perked up. "I've heard the animals talk, but only to people they like."I raised a brow. "So basically, it's like high school but leafier."We grabbed our things and headed out. The castle's courtyard was like something out of a storybook, lush blooms in every shade imaginable, bees lazily drifting, and stone benches nestled like secrets under flowering trees. It smelled like magic and moonlight and everything good.Two arched

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#14 Shit Tastic Day

Rowyn Vale POVThistle clapped excitedly, her wings flickering gold. "Yay! Our little trio is complete!"I couldn't help it, I laughed. Full on, from the belly laughter that made my ribs hurt. For once, things actually felt... good. Like I wasn't completely alone in a sea of snakes and preppy assholes."Alright," I said, still grinning. "Let's go eat. Then we can hang out in my room. Sound good?"Aster practically squealed. "Kyren, wait till you see her room, it's cozy as fuck and smells like cinnamon and rebellion."He gave me a soft smile. "That sounds... weirdly perfect."We headed to the dining hall, grabbed food, and returned to our table, the one we claimed on day one and dared anyone to steal. Our nymphs got their own trays, because apparently nymphs are very picky about snacks, and floated right up with us like we were some kind of chaotic magical lunch club.Thistle had a plate of honeyed berries. Brambleblitz was shoveling tiny sugar cubes into his mouth like a goblin. Petal

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#15 Breakdown

Rowyn POVThistle zipped frantic little circles above my head, her wings buzzing with anxiety. She’d been quiet since I got back, but now she wrung her tiny hands like a nervous hummingbird.“I’m gonna go to the Nymph Court,” she said suddenly, her voice hushed. “See if Mama knows anything about the Obsidian Accord.”I wiped my nose on my sleeve and gave a weak nod. “Okay. Be careful, Thistle.”She hovered a second longer like she didn’t want to leave me, then gave a tiny bow. “Back soon, heir.” And with a soft pop, she vanished in a shimmer of golden dust.I collapsed backward on my bed, tears leaking into my pillow, the silence around me loud as hell. I didn’t know how much time passed, minutes? hours?, but I was still a wreck when the knock came.I sat up, my eyes puffy and heart racing. “I told you to mind your fucking business, Zephyr!” I yelled as I stormed to the door and yanked it open, fire in my veins....Only to freeze.Aster and Kyren stood there, wide-eyed. Each of them f

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#16 Pizza & Beer

Headmaster Nocturne POVThe door clicked shut behind Rowyn, her sobs still echoing faintly in the corridors beyond. The moment they faded, I turned toward the obsidian framed mirror hanging crookedly on the stone wall behind my desk. It was old, older than the school itself, and thrummed with ancient enchantments that even the Accord hadn’t managed to sniff out.Not yet.I stepped forward, the hem of my cloak brushing the floor, and pressed two fingers to the cold glass.“Let the ash speak,” I murmured.The surface rippled like water struck by wind. A heartbeat later, flame flared across the mirror’s face and curled away to reveal a hooded figure shrouded in shadow. My contact. The ember inside the rebellion.His voice was rough and clipped. “Nocturne. What happened?”I kept my voice low, every word measured and calm. “They came for her.”The contact shifted forward. “The Accord?”“They showed up in my office,” I said, my jaw tight. “Two agents. Demanding Rowyn Vale be handed over. Th

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