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My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the

Rowena’s voice cuts sharply through the group communication channel. Hold your positions! Protect the bunkers! Sienna, whatever you still have left, use it now! Then I hear my mother’s voice. Softer. More urgent. As if the words from her old journals have suddenly come alive inside my head. My brave daughter… The Bridge is more than power. It is connection. Let them in. All of them. Then a third voice emerges. Kali. The name rises from the stories my mother used to tell me about the First Bridge Bearers.

“But how do I translate that to a kingdom?” “The same way.” He takes a piece of charcoal and draws a small, rough bridge symbol on the map. “You show them the links that are broken. The roads that don’t exist between southern grain stores and northern mining towns. The royal taxes that drain villages dry without repairing their wells.” He meets my eyes. “You show them the waste. The stupidity. And then you show them a better path.” No spells here. Just movement of things. Feel what others feel. Picture the realm like a breathing thing, its veins blocked, arms left out.

The book went on to explain how the world was created, how the kingdoms had been divided among them, and what magical powers existed in each kingdom. “The Mother appeared. She was created from pure love, devotion, and happiness. All her joy and love materialized and formed the world we know. The Mother divided the world into six parts. The Kingdom of Winter came first, with its tall mountains and northern location, a place of endless cold. The Kingdom of Darkness came next, farthest to the south, where the sun didn’t shine as brightly, and the stars shone the strongest. The Kingdom of Summer came third, where the sun shone the most, and the warmth filled and illuminated the kingdom. The Moth

It wasn't clear enough, there were missing memories to this and the remembrance of it will not come unscratched. BEGINNING OF THE END The Kingdom of Riana It was a dull and cool morning, the atmosphere around the bridge leading out of the fifth district to the sixth district was misty and chilling in a numb way. With Tihon taking the lead, Prince Fredrick and Darren follow behind trotting their horses along the bridge; they went through the check point of four Riana Soldiers then into the west section of the sixth district. A group of Riana Soldiers moved around searching the houses and decaying farms, in the middle of the street stood a hay of ash arranged to display an unknown sign.

the speed increased, we caught up with the others and even surpassed them. The further we went the chiller the air became, even the day darkened unnaturally, my heart nearly leaped into my arms on sighting what was before us. A long endless bridge, carved with skulls, some in their wolf form, some in their human form, the bridge rumored to have no end. “You can't be serious. It actually exists” I muttered, “forged from the bones of everyone who failed to pass,” Cain’s voice turned solemn, “Aria, shut your eyes,”

My heart seizes, a rabbit kicking against my ribs, as I see the King’s hand hover just above my head, frozen in a gentle act I don’t comprehend. A sharp gasp tears from my throat, and I flinch violently, a reflex honed by years of pain, sinking further into the impossibly soft mattress as if it might swallow me whole. My body tenses, bracing for the blow that must follow such a transgression, even his. “Oh… uh.” The King of the supernatural world stutters, his immense form retreating. He snatches his hand back as if burned, letting it fall clumsily onto his lap. The sight is so jarring, so utterly out of place with the monster I’ve heard about in whispered stories, that my mind simply blanks

May came out from the library carrying the books the Fourth prince had picked for her. She turned back and looked at the Fourth prince standing at the entrance of the library then she flashed a small smile at him before finally taking her leave. Now heading to the Third prince's lounge, she could only sigh knowing that there was another petty errand waiting for her. Can't the Third prince be nice to her? She was not used to being ordered, no, she was the one who gave orders to people but now, she was being ordered and she was seriously exhausted even when she had not even done anything yet. This was really frustrating especially now that she could not go back to her world. She had put all he

A soft whimper pulled Gair from his sleep. He blinked his eyes open and looked around the odd structure that Isobel’s friends called home. From the outside, it had looked like a pile of fallen brush wedged into the trees. From the inside, the frame seemed to be made of giant ribs with animal skins stretched between them and a layer of plush furs covered the ground. If they were ribs, they were from an animal far bigger than anything Gair had ever seen. It seemed impossible any animal could be this big, but at the same time, it did look as though they were sitting in the belly of a great beast. He’d have to look through the animal book when he got home and see if he could find a mention of an

Suki, Jo Jo, and Hay Lee were all talking about the many different places we were going to be visiting and how they were excited to see some old friends. We arrived near a cliff at the end of the forest that had a few bridges leading across the way into The Kingdom. I eyed the width of the wobbly bridge and then back to Kris, who was focused on his cell phone. There was no way the carriage would even fit on that bridge!! Why isn't anyone saying anything! Before I knew it, I felt the carriage proceeding to drive forward and then suddenly we were driving off the cliff! What the hell is going on!