Deprived: Queen of the Outcasts のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 25

The boy’s disappearance in the ravine didn't just leave a memory; it left a map burned into the obsidian floor. It wasn't a map of our world, but a series of interconnected ley-lines that stretched far beyond the Great Oceans, reaching toward continents we had only heard of in the fever dreams of sailors."There are other 'Hearts'," Kaelen whispered the next morning, his fingers trembling as he traced the charcoal rubbings Jace had taken of the floor. "We thought the Abyss was a single door. It’s not. It’s a network. And Silas’s stunt at the Tundra Graves has set them all vibrating."I stood at the head of the war table, looking at the glowing projections. The peace I had worked twenty years for felt suddenly fragile. We weren't just a pack or a nation anymore; we were the guardians of a global balance we didn't fully understand."If there are other Hearts, there are other Sovereigns," Thane said, his voice deep and grim. He had already called for the Legion to mobi

The Jade Isles did not attack with the thunder of cannons or the clash of steel. They attacked with the sun itself.By the third morning after the gala, the horizon was no longer a meeting of sea and sky. It was a solid wall of shimmering, incandescent light. High Scholar Vanya had positioned her fleet in a massive semi-circle, five miles out from the Silver Heart’s coastline. The ships weren't firing; they were refracting. Using massive, bone-framed mirrors and their internal Sol-Cores, they were focusing the morning light into a concentrated, stationary beam that hovered just outside our Aether-Shield."It’s a thermal blockade," Kaelen explained, his face drawn and pale as he looked at the readouts in the war room. "They aren't trying to break the shield with force. They are raising the external temperature of the dome. If it hits the critical threshold, the shield won't shatter—it will cook us. The air inside the capital will become a furnace within forty-eight hours

The morning after the battle, the bay was littered with the skeletal remains of the Jade flagship. The bone-white wood didn't rot; it drifted like bleached ribs in the tide, humming with a residual heat that made the water around it steam. But it wasn't the bone I was interested in—it was the Eclipse-Glass.Where my power had collided with the flagship’s Sol-Core, the matter had fused into a new substance. It was a crystalline material, as dark as the void but shot through with veins of liquid gold that moved like lightning trapped in amber."It’s beautiful," Lyra whispered, standing beside me on the shore. She reached out to touch a shard that had washed up, and instead of burning her, the glass sang. It emitted a low, harmonic chord that resonated in my very marrow."It’s dangerous," Kaelen corrected, approaching us with a containment field generator. He looked as if he hadn't slept in a week. "Elora, I’ve been analyzing the fragments. This isn't just mineral or m