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Chapter 12 :- The Dangerous Kind of Normal

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last update publish date: 2026-06-28 13:18:00

The Dangerous Kind of Normal

Morning arrived quietly, the pale winter light filtering through the broken ceiling of the ancient library in thin silver beams. Dust floated lazily through the air, disturbed only by the movement of Wardens and soldiers cataloguing shelves that had remained untouched for thousands of years. Somewhere farther inside the enormous chamber, Lucien was already buried beneath a mountain of scrolls despite Rowan's repeated instructions that no one was to separate from the
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  • The Mark Of Orathyn    Chapter 86: The Forgotten Road

    No one moved. The hidden road lay before them, stretching deep into the ancient forest like a path that had waited centuries for someone to walk it again. The crystal's blue light slowly dimmed, its task done.Evren let out a slow breath. "So. It really exists."Lucien climbed down from his horse, eyes fixed on the stone path, and knelt to brush away a layer of moss with careful fingers. "This isn't ordinary stone."Pearl crouched beside him. The road wasn't rough mountain rock—each slab had been carved and fitted with such precision that barely a crack showed between them, even after centuries."It feels—" Rosalie looked around, searching for the word "—untouched.""No animal tracks," Rowan said. "No broken branches. No signs of travelers."Finn eyed the towering trees uneasily. "I don't think anything comes here." As if in agreement, the forest stayed dead silent—no birds, no insects, not even a breath of wind through the ancient wood.A chill settled over Pearl. "It doesn't feel em

  • The Mark Of Orathyn    Chapter 85: The Journey Begins

    Before dawn, the palace was already awake. The eastern horizon still hung in deep blue, the stars not yet gone, while servants moved quietly through the halls lighting lanterns and laying out breakfast for the travelers. The air carried the crisp chill of early morning. Everything felt still, almost like the kingdom itself was holding its breath.Pearl tightened the straps on her traveling cloak and stepped into the corridor just as another door opened nearby. Evren emerged, fastening the leather bracer at his wrist."So," he said, looking up."So.""Ready?"She took a slow breath. "As ready as I'll ever be.""I was hoping you'd say that," he said, with a soft laugh, and they walked toward the dining hall together.The palace, usually loud with morning chatter, felt unusually quiet—everyone seemed to understand what the day meant. Freya greeted each of them warmly despite the worry hiding behind her eyes, and refused to let anyone leave with an empty stomach."No arguments," she said,

  • The Mark Of Orathyn    Chapter 84: Shadows Beyond the Walls

    The first rays of sunlight had barely touched the palace towers when the courtyard came alive. Servants hurried between wagons for one final check. Stable hands brushed the horses until their coats shone. Guards inspected weapons and tightened saddle straps with practiced hands. The expedition would leave at sunrise the next day—today was for the last preparations.Pearl stood beside one of the wagons, going through the medical supplies Freya had packed—bandages, medicinal herbs, dried remedies, all arranged with careful precision.Freya came over with another small wooden box. "I almost forgot these."Pearl looked inside—tiny glass bottles resting on soft cloth. "What are they?""Emergency medicines." Freya smiled gently. "I hope you never need them. But I'd rather you have them."Pearl closed the lid. "Thank you."Freya set a hand on her shoulder. "Bring everyone home.""I will," Pearl said, meeting her eyes.Nearby, Lucien sat on the palace steps surrounded by maps, journals, loose

  • The Mark Of Orathyn    Chapter 83: Preparations for the Unknown

    The throne room stayed quiet long after the crystal's light had faded. The bronze coins rested safely in the hands of Evren, Pearl, and Lucien, and though they no longer glowed, each one still felt strangely warm, as if it carried a heartbeat of its own.Eros spoke first. "We leave in three days." No one questioned it. Three days would give them enough time to prepare without letting the Veiled Circle get too far ahead.Pearl tucked her coin into the small leather pouch Aldren had brought. "It feels strange.""What does?" Freya asked."Knowing someone planned this decades ago." She glanced at the wooden box. "Elias trusted people he'd never meet.""I think that's what hope is," Lucien said, with a faint smile."Believing someone else will finish what you couldn't," Rosalie said."Exactly.""He never doubted you'd come," Aldren said, lowering his head."He spoke about us?" Evren asked."He didn't know your names." A gentle smile crossed the old man's face. "But he believed the kingdom

  • The Mark Of Orathyn    Chapter 82: The Path of the Second Seal

    No one took their eyes off the glowing crystal. The pale blue beam held perfectly steady, stretching across the throne room toward the eastern mountains without a flicker, without a waver — as though it already knew exactly where it wanted them to go.Lucien circled the table slowly, studying the angle of the light. He grabbed a compass from a nearby shelf and lined it up against one of the kingdom's maps, his brow furrowing. "That's impossible."Pearl looked over. "What is?"He set the compass down on the map. "The crystal isn't pointing toward any known road. It goes past the eastern border.""Beyond the border?" Rowan crossed his arms. "There's nothing out there but forests and cliffs.""Exactly," Lucien said. "No villages marked in that direction at all."Finn leaned over the table. "So we're following a magic crystal into the middle of nowhere.""When you say it like that," Astrid said, "it sounds like a terrible idea.""It usually is."A ripple of quiet laughter went around the

  • The Mark Of Orathyn    Chapter 81: The Keeper's Promise

    The throne room fell into complete silence, every eye fixed on the small wooden box resting in the old traveler's hands. Its faded blue wax seal had cracked with age, but the emblem pressed into it was still visible — the same symbol they'd seen beneath the mountain. The symbol of the First Seal.Pearl's breath caught.Eros stepped forward first. "Who are you?"The old man bowed. "My name is Aldren. I was never important — only entrusted with a promise."Lucien frowned. "You knew Elias?"A warm smile broke across Aldren's weathered face. "I knew the man. I was never fortunate enough to know the legend people speak of today.""He hated being called that," Freya said, and something in her smile softened. "That sounds like Elias."Aldren chuckled, then let his gaze settle on Evren and Pearl. "He told me one day two people would come. One would carry the blood." His eyes lingered on Pearl. "The other would carry the choice."Pearl frowned. "The choice?""Elias believed blood alone would n

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