All Chapters of The Alpha's Rejected Luna and Her Secret Heir: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Aria "Read me the words," I say. "Not the sense of them. The words."So Halvard reads me the words, standing in the middle of a road in Kettil with four hundred King's wolves behind him and three hundred women in front of him, and this is what somebody at the Citadel wrote fifteen days ago about a thing that had not happened yet."To the Captain commanding on the north road. You will meet and escort the Warden of the Silver, together with any persons recovered, and conduct them to the Citadel with all honor, provision and haste. You will render them every assistance. You will not detain, disarm, or question them. You will send word ahead by rider of their number."Then the wolf's head in the closed ring, and no name at all.Cassian gets there first, and he does not go to the words at all. He goes to the wax."Warden. It is the same ring.""I know.""No, listen to me, because I have had four hours to get h

AriaHalvard is the first person to speak, and he takes a very long time about it, and I let him, because I have just told a King's captain that his King handed a woman over at a gate, and I have done it in front of his own four hundred.He walks the length of that yard. He puts his helm on the well-head. He looks at the parchment on Sela's table for a while.Then he comes and stands in front of me and says, "Warden. My orders stand.""Captain.""Let me finish, because I have got exactly one thing and I want to say it correctly." His jaw is working. "I have served twenty-two years, and the last twenty of them his. I have carried that man off a field. I do not know what to do with what you have just said, and I am not going to pretend to you that I do. But my orders say escort, and provision, and every assistance, and do not detain, and do not question, and I have read them forty times."He picks his helm back up. "So I am go

Aria "No," I say."Warden, I am only to carry it; I am not to argue it.""I know, and I am not arguing with you; I am telling you the answer so you can carry that instead." The boy on the tired horse has gone white, and I make myself slow down, because he is eighteen and he has ridden four miles at a walk with three hundred women watching him do it. "What is your name?""Anselm, Warden.""Anselm. Go back and say this exactly. Maren Hollis is not a message, and she is not a piece of evidence, and she does not go anywhere on anybody's ask. If she comes through that gate, it will be because she decided to, at an hour she picked, with her daughter beside her, and she will come in the middle of everybody and not by a side door." I put my hand on his horse's neck. "Say it back."He says it back. He gets it nearly right, and I let the nearly go.And behind me, my mother says, "Aria.""Mother, do not.""I

Aria "Then say it in front of them," I tell him. "All of it. Here, now, out loud, and let three hundred women decide what they think of it, because you have just spent ten minutes learning that saying things out loud is cheaper than not.""Yes," says Theron. "That is fair, and I am going to do exactly that, and then I am going to ask you for a quarter of an hour on your own, and you are going to want to give it to me, and you should think about why."So he stands on the tailboard of a wagon in a muddy field four miles from his own gate and gives it to us. It was the best offer any crown in this kingdom has ever made anybody.One. The north road provision is ended in law, not by a King's word but by an Act, entered, published, read out in every holding, with the whole of what it was written into the entry so that no schedule anywhere can ever quietly resume it.Two. Every woman out of that mountain is a free wolf of this

Aria I do not go back to bed, and nobody expects me to.I sit on the floor of a stone gallery with my back against a pillar and my hands in my lap until the sky over the river goes the color of a fish, and Kael sits down four feet away and does not say one word for two hours, which is the single greatest act of love in this entire account.At about the sixth hour I get up and go and see Seraphina Silverpine.They have her in the west tower, in three rooms with a fire and a woman who sits with her, and it is not a cell, and it is not anything else either. She has been there since the autumn. She has a book she is not reading, a window she cannot open, and a wrist that healed crooked because I broke it in a wood.She stands up when I come in, and she does not say anything for a while, and neither do I, and we look at each other the way two women look at each other when one of them has taken a child out of a house."You a