The Alpha's Wife, The Lycan King's Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 311 - チャプター 320

Sable worked through the night alongside the newly arrived elder, their combined knowledge gradually piecing together fragments of memory and faded family records scattered across generations of careful, guarded tradition. By the following morning, exhausted but determined, they presented their findings to the assembled council gathered in Nolan's study."We've identified three possible locations," Sable announced, spreading a hand-drawn map across the desk, marked with careful notations in her own precise handwriting. "The elder's memory, combined with fragments pulled from several ancient family journals, suggests these sites carry the strongest likelihood of harboring additional mirror pieces."The elder, still weak but considerably stronger after a full night's rest within the palace's careful care, leaned forward to point toward the first marked location. "A coastal ruin," she said, "along the eastern shoreline. My memory of this particular hiding place remains the clearest among

They rode hard for the settlement the moment the chamber had been thoroughly searched for any additional clues Margaret might have left behind, the recovered fragment secured carefully within Gianna's pack alongside the one brought back from the mountain ruins. Exhaustion weighed heavily on both of them, but the urgency of Margaret's unexpected betrayal and newfound portal magic left little room for proper rest during their return journey."If she's already found two fragments," Gianna said, voicing the fear that had been circling her thoughts throughout the long ride, "and the Hollow Court commands enough power to grant her that kind of enhanced ability, how much further ahead of us might they already be?""We don't know," Nolan admitted grimly. "But we need to move faster now, gathering whatever remains before they can claim it first."They arrived back at the palace two days later, finding the settlement in a state of cautious, hopeful activity as word spread that their expedition

Gianna approached the ancient throne carefully, her fae senses guiding her with increasing certainty toward the carved stone seat, its surface weathered by centuries of neglect but still bearing traces of the intricate craftsmanship that had once marked it as the heart of the kingdom's power. She studied the elaborate carvings covering its surface, patterns and symbols that seemed, upon closer examination, to carry a quality similar to what she'd learned to recognize throughout their search for the mirror fragments."These symbols," Corwin said, moving to examine the throne alongside her, his own trained eye tracing the carvings with growing interest. "They're not purely decorative. There's old magic woven into this design.""Can you sense exactly where within the throne the fragment might be hidden?" Nolan asked, standing protectively nearby as Gianna continued her careful examination, Luna still cradled against her chest despite the infant's continued restlessness.Gianna closed her

The forest east of the settlement had always been quiet, but that morning the silence felt heavy, like a held breath. The column moved slowly along a path that few had traveled in years, branches closing in overhead, the cold dawn light barely reaching the ground. Gianna rode beside Nolan with Luna held tight between them, her eyes fixed on the trees ahead."The mist is thickening," Elmund said quietly from the front, glancing back. "It was not here when the scouts passed.""It never is," Corwin murmured. He rode in the cart beside the elder, and he looked paler than he had at dawn. "It rises when the seal is near."They pressed on until the trees began to thin and the ground sloped downward into a wide hollow. At its bottom, half hidden in gray mist, stood the circle. Gianna counted perhaps twenty black stones, each taller than a man, but half of them had toppled or cracked, as though something enormous had burst out from the center long ago. The earth between them was bare and dark,

The army did not march home that day. It simply sat down where it stood.Soldiers lowered their weapons and slumped against the rim of the hollow, some laughing, some weeping, some staring at the clear sky as though they did not trust it. Healers moved among them with water and bandages. Wren's rogue Fae stood together at the edge of the crowd, silent, the way people stand when a fear they have carried all their lives is suddenly taken from them and they do not yet know what to do with their hands.Gianna stayed in the circle for a long time, Luna asleep against her shoulder, Nolan's arm around them both. Fenna and two healers worked over Corwin, who lay on a stretcher of cloaks and spear shafts, pale as paper, breathing slowly."His heart is steady," Fenna said at last, sitting back on her heels. Her hands were still trembling. "I do not understand it. By every rule I know, he should be dead. The sacrifice took his blood, I saw it leave him, and yet something gave it back.""Or somet