All Chapters of Rejected Luna: Royal blood : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Emily's POVThe day moved fast once dawn broke.Liam had the eastern rotation doubled before the second hour. Leon was running Shadowcrest's remaining warriors through the outer perimeter in pairs, quiet and methodical, the way Leon did everything, without ceremony and without wasted motion. The archivist was in the war room with Elder Marc; the two of them bent over maps, the old hand-drawn kind with borders slightly wrong in the way of maps made before the last alliance shifts. Lira was in the upper corridor. I could feel her through the current, her power still banked but steadier than three days ago. Less fought against. More carrying than that, the way you carry something when you have accepted that it is yours and cannot be put down.I spent most of the morning working through what we knew of the open ground.Neutral territory. About half a morning's journey by horse up the road. Flat, open, bordered on both sides by tree lines with no natural cover between them. Nothing could a

Emily's POVLira knocked before dawn. Two quiet knocks on the corridor wall beside it, the kind that meant she had stood there for a while, pondering whether or not to knock, and had finally decided yes.Rollins was awake already. I felt his shift before I heard it; he gave the same signal as me.I took my cloak upon me and came to the door.She was dressed. By looks, he had been getting dressed for some time. Her cloak was on, her hair done back, and she wore that particular look of one who had been sitting in the dark and had had enough of sitting."There is something inside the walls," she said. "I felt it an hour ago. I thought it was residue from the construct. But it is not."I looked at her."Show me."We found Liam already in the eastern passage.He had a torch and two of the Ironclaw senior warriors at his back, and he was crouching at the base of the inner wall where the stone met the ground, looking at something I could not see from the corridor entrance. He heard us comin

Emily's POVI found Lira in the corridor outside the healing quarters.Not inside. Back against the wall, knees drawn up, arms loose at her sides. A specific state of a person who has experienced something but has yet to decide what to do with it. The door was shut behind her. I could hear the quiet activity of Mia moving around, the low, soft noises of a healer's work.Lira heard me come before I came to her. She did not look up right away.I sat down beside her on the cold stone floor without asking.We stayed like that for a while. The corridor was dark with one torch burning faintly at the end. The message from the Watcher was still folded in my hand. I set it down on the floor between us.She looked at it. Then at me."You already knew the full cost," I said. Not an accusation. A fact I was stating."The Archivist told me everything six weeks ago," she said. "She thought I should know before she brought me here. Before I had to look at you and pretend I didn't.""That must have b

Emily's POVThe hour before felt like the keep holding its breath.Not peaceful. Just decided. Like the stone itself had already accepted what was coming and stopped arguing with it. Boots on the floor somewhere below us. Liam's voice carried through the wall, low and even, running his rotation check the way he ran everything.I spent it with Lira.We didn't talk much. She sat across from me in the small room off the inner hall with her palms open in her lap, that thing she did when she was trying not to fight the power, and the fire burned low between us, and neither of us moved to add wood.After a while, I said, "When I reach, go with me. Not after.""I know.""The depth is going to be bigger than anything you've been in yet. Don't pull back from it."She looked at me. "You said that already.""I'm saying it again."Something moved at the corner of her mouth. Gone fast. "I hear you," she said.A door closed somewhere down the corridor. The fire popped once.She was quiet for a mome

Emily's POVLiam's list had seven items on it.He read them in the corridor outside the inner hall, standing with his back straight and his voice even, the way he delivered everything, without drama, without color, just the facts arranged in order of urgency. Border unit reports. The council's formal request for a briefing. Supply counts from the east tower. Three separate messages came from allied packs that had felt something move through the current during the sealing and wanted to know what.I listened to all of it.When he finished, I said, "Give me two hours."He nodded and walked away without asking what I needed them for. Liam always knew which questions mattered and which ones were just noise.Rollins was behind me. I felt him before I heard him. The bond shifted its specific weight in my chest, warmer when he was close, a thing I had stopped trying to explain and simply relied on now."Two hours," he said."Two hours.""Then we deal with the list.""Then we deal with the lis