Todos los capítulos de Reborn as Betrayed Luna : Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 118

The Queen Mother’s POVThe Grand Sun Court of the Imperial Hall smelled of burnt clove incense and wet marble.Sunlight poured through the vaulted stained-glass windows, projecting bands of vivid scarlet and liquid gold across the polished floorboards. At the center of the vast chamber, surrounded by forty silent lords in embroidered silk doublets, sat the Queen Mother, Eleanor. She leaned back against the high velvet cushions of the Regent’s Bench, her slender fingers tapping a slow, rhythmic cadence against the gilded armrest.Beside her sat her grand-nephew, the boy-king, absentmindedly spinning a silver coin on his knee."The hour is past noon," Lord Chancellor Cassian murmured, stepping forward from the semi-circle of nobles, his fur-trimmed cloak sweeping the marble floor. "If Commander Vane’s strike force succeeded at midnight, the messenger raven from Black Moon Keep should have arrived at sunrise."Eleanor did not look at him. Her gaze remained fixed on the tall iron doors

Livia’s POVThe pine forest gave way to a desolate, wind-scoured ridge of grey slate and black gravel.Below us lay the mouth of the Stonebridge Gorge—a treacherous, three-mile tear in the earth where the King’s Highway narrowed to a mere twenty yards across, boxed in on both sides by vertical limestone cliffs rising eighty feet into the gray sky.Beside me, mounted on his black warhorse, Asher pulled his rein tight. Behind us stretched the line of five thousand wolf warriors and two hundred Warden shadow knights—a silent, lethal column of steel, leather, and black banners fluttering in the cold mountain gale."It’s too quiet," Asher growled, his golden eyes narrowing as he scanned the empty rock face above the gorge. "The Imperial Border Guard maintained a fortified toll station at the bridge. There isn't even a picket soldier on the watchpost.""They fled," Beta Torin said, riding up along our flank, his longbow resting across his saddle bow. "Our forward riders haven't seen a singl

Livia’s POVThe open plains outside the Imperial capital stretched out before us like a yellow sheet of dry grass.Four days after we crushed the trap at Stonebridge Gorge, our army finally reached the outer perimeter of the capital city. The great white walls of the Imperial Citadel rose into the grey sky, towering higher than any mountain fortress in the North. But the grand city did not look proud today.Smoke from the burned outposts hovered over the stone battlements. The massive iron-reinforced gates were barred shut, and the once-busy roads leading into the markets were completely deserted. The news of what happened in the gorge had reached the capital long before we did, and the terror inside the walls was almost something you could smell on the wind.Asher pulled his horse to a stop at the top of a small grassy hill overlooking the main gates.I rode up next to him, wrapping my thick wool cloak tighter around my shoulders against the chill. Behind us, five thousand norther

Livia’s POVThe monster that had once been Queen Mother Eleanor lunged across the shattered flagstones of the courtyard, her four bone tendrils dripping with hiss-hot silver-bane.She moved with an unnatural, terrifying speed—a blur of torn velvet, black chitin, and glowing crimson eyes. The air around her shimmered with intense, unnatural heat. It was the volatile alchemy in her blood, cooking her from the inside out, turning every breath she drew into a furnace blast that melted the mortar between the marble stones.She wants me dead before her own body collapses.I didn't try to block her head-on. A strike from a creature carrying that much weight and momentum would have snapped both my shortswords in half and broken my ribs. Instead, I channeled my Warden magic down into my boots, planting my heels firm against the frost-slick stone, and threw my body sideways into a low, rolling dive.CRASH!Eleanor slammed into the spot where I had been standing a fraction of a second earlier.