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Chapter 240 - Closing the Gap
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2026-04-24 07:59:00
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The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 393 - Written In Blood
(Apollo)He found three mentions of Arkael.One placed him dead at the western breach. One placed him fleeing through the lower tunnels with a bloodied hand pressed to his side. One claimed he had been seen carrying a child.Apollo went very still. The vault seemed to tilt around that single line.He read it again. Seen carrying a child.No gender listed. No age. No identifying mark. No witness name. The report was unsigned, marked unreliable in a hand Apollo recognised as his own. A cruel annotation slashed across the margin: fantasy born of panic. Discard.His fingers hovered above the words.He remembered writing that.The war had been chaos then, every corridor wet with blood, every loyalist inventing miracles to comfort themselves, every surviving servant insisting someone had escaped, someone important, someone who would return one day wrapped in prophecy and vengeance. Apollo had dismissed most of it because it was mostly nonsense. Hope made liars of the defeated. He had learne
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 392 - Where History Sits
(Apollo)The deeper he searched, the more the missing places multiplied.Here, a burned census. There, a sealed birth registry with half its pages fused together by ancient fire. A witness ledger where someone had scratched a name out so violently that the parchment had torn. A marriage oath with the final line missing. A ward-tag bearing an Emberborn seal, but no attached record.He read until the chamber smelled of warmed vellum and old dust stirred by wrath, until the torchlight made gold and black dance over his hands, until his eyes ached from lines too small and meanings too incomplete.Nothing.Nothing definitive. Nothing Apollo could hold up to the light and name accusation.That should have pleased him.It did not.The absence had shape. That was what unsettled him. Missing things were rarely clean. Real history bled at the edges. It contradicted itself. It left scars. Yet every path he followed seemed to arrive at the same impossible smoothness, as though someone had careful
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 391 - Convenient Truth
(Apollo)The records chamber had not been opened by royal hand in centuries, and the mountain seemed to know it, the stone holding a peculiar stillness around the sealed doors, the sort of silence found in tombs built for kings and abandoned by time.Apollo knew that before the doors groaned apart, before the old hinges shrieked into the corridor with a sound like something waking hungry beneath stone, before the first stale breath of preserved dust, dead ink, and cold vellum slipped out to meet him. He knew because the mountain knew. He felt it in the way the wards around the archway tightened at his approach, recognised him, trembled, then obeyed. Ancient locks uncurled from the door’s black iron bones one by one, sigils flaring dull red beneath centuries of grime before guttering out again, as if even magic resented being dragged from sleep for the sake of an old wound.The corridor behind him lay silent. Too silent.The sort of silence that gathered around the Devil when Hell had
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 390 - Think At Me
(Adelaide & Cael) They resumed walking. The forest grew darker as they moved deeper, though Adelaide’s wings kept the worst of the shadows away. Cael watched the path with renewed focus, but his attention kept returning to her, to the impossible ease with which she carried fire, to the way her emotions brushed his own, to the new markings hidden beneath his sleeves, to the old palace waiting ahead like a sealed memory preparing to open its eyes. Adelaide felt his thoughts circling something and glanced over. “You’re thinking loudly.” “I am not thinking at you.” “You are brooding with force.” “That is not a measurable phenomenon.” “It is now.” He exhaled softly, and for a few steps, the sound of ash beneath their boots filled the quiet. Then he said, “Can you feel Apollo?” The question moved between them carefully. Adelaide’s steps slowed. Not stopped. But slowed. She looked ahead, her expression tightening. “Not clearly.” Cael waited. “That’s the worst part,” sh
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 389 - The Home of Who
(Adelaide & Cael) “I don’t want to be someone else,” Adelaide said, and the words came so quietly the forest almost took them. The words left her before she could stop them. And once spoken, they seemed to linger in the air between them, exposing something she had not fully understood until that moment. Because it wasn't power she feared. It wasn't the wings. Or the fire. Or the way ancient magic kept recognising her before she recognised herself. It was the possibility that one day she would wake up and find there was less of Adelaide Harrow left than there had been the day before. Her throat tightened. The dream returned without invitation. White hair. Not pale. Not silver. White in the way starlight was white. White in the way sacred flame was white. She remembered standing atop a mountain that seemed to pierce the heavens themselves, the sky torn open above her in ribbons of gold and fire while thousands knelt below. An impossible crown rested upon her head. Not metal.
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 388 - New To Fire
(Adelaide & Cael) The forest peeled back in slow, reluctant increments, the path widening into scorched earth where the canopy had been burned to nothing. Above, the sky bled through a veil of smoke, bruised and red, as if heaven itself had been wounded and left to seep into the world below. Adelaide’s wings flared their own sovereign light upward, white and gold against the ruin, and for a moment Cael saw her not as a traveller through the ashes, but as a queen leading the dead forest toward resurrection. The thought unsettled him enough that Emberflame answered. Gold light slid around his fingers before he consciously called it, a small, controlled curl that twined once around his hand and vanished. Adelaide looked down. “You did that.” Cael looked at his hand. He had. Not by command, not even by conscious intent. The flame had risen with the barest thought, answering the shape of his concern before decision had even formed. Once, even as Emberflame grew stronger in Adelai
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter Eighty-Six - Water and Oil
(Apollo & Adelaide)Apollo sank to a knee, bringing her closer to the surface. Warmth rose in a thick wave from the pool, stroking over her already overheated skin. Every bruise, every strain, every overstretched part of her screamed at the idea of being moved again. But his arms didn’t jostle.
Last Updated : 2026-03-24The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter Eighty - Is This Kindness
(Apollo & Adelaide) Adelaide felt the bench beneath her vibrate as if it were a living thing. Not sentient, not aware—but responsive all the same. The obsidian carried memory the way skin carried scars, holding the echo of every body that had ever been bent here, every vow broken, every plea whisp
Last Updated : 2026-03-24The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter Seventy-One - To Stand Where I Stand
(Apollo)Apollo held the next piece just a fraction closer, so she had to take more of his finger into her mouth to get at it.She noticed. He saw the moment the humiliation hit—a flicker of heat in her cheeks, a tightening around her eyes. But hunger was louder.She leaned in. Took the bread. His
Last Updated : 2026-03-23The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter Seventy-Six - Kinds of Kindness
(Apollo & Adelaide)Her thoughts fractured: Cael. The hands that steadied her. The water on her lips. The one moment of mercy in a place built entirely on suffering. She couldn’t give that away. Not even under pain. Not even under him. His pleasure soured. The sourness lingered, sharp and metallic
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