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Chapter Ten – The Forge at Vallis
They moved under a moon that did not bother to hide the scars in the road. The narrow lane to Vallis smelled of oil and wet grain. Houses leaned like tired men. The mills at the edge of the town slept with their teeth broken. Above them the Spire burned a slow blue in the dark, a wound that would not close.Isolde led with the metal rod held like a lantern. The rod hummed when they passed old maker marks carved into doorposts. Lyra kept close, her breath loud in the quiet, the scrap of cloth folded like a prayer in her fist. Darian walked between them and felt the locket under his tunic like a second heart. The river had pointed them toward Vallis. Now Vallis would answer.They had not gone far when a crack of sound split the night. Men shouted from the bridge. Torches flared like sudden stars. The regent’s men had not been slow to track a trail. Someone had sounded an alarm and the hunt came with it."Faster," Isolde said. Her voice did not tremble. Her fingers dug into stone as if s
Chapter Nine – River of Names
Water slammed around him and the world narrowed to a cold bright tunnel. Darian hit the river with the force of a man who had nothing left to lose. For a breath he thought the water would wash the Spire from him and the scream of the regent would be the last sound he ever heard. Instead the river took him like a hand that knew his shape.He plunged deeper. The lamp bobbed at the surface and then a dark line swallowed it. Under the skin of the river the blue light from the Spire spidered like veins. It tugged at him. The locket burned against his sternum as if it wanted to fly free. He forced his arms and legs and felt the cold bite into his bruises. Bubbles followed him up like frightened birds.Something moved beneath the surface. It was not fish and it was not anything he had seen before. The motion was vast and slow as a tide. There was a smell of iron and old salt and a hundred engines grinding together. A voice came again, low and layered, and it said his name as if it were tasti
Chapter Eight – The Hidden Passage
The hall erupted. Men shouted and the crowd pushed like a spilled river. Torches swung and sputtered. The regent clawed at the air as if he could sew the world back together with his hands. Blue smoke curled from the Spire and licked the rafters. For a heartbeat every motion in the room felt slow and fatal.Isolde did not move like the rest. She pulled the metal rod close and it drank the Spire light. Her eyes found Darian and for a second he smelled the linen of his childhood and the iron tang of this place at once. "Now," she said, voice small but sharp.Lyra did not hesitate. She lunged past a staggered guard and shoved the torn scrap of paper into Darian's hand. "Names," she said. "Take them. Remember." A dozen people who had stood and spoken crowded toward the rail and then back as soldiers tried to block them. Lyra’s ankle bled where a rope had cut. Her face was white and fierce.Captain Merek moved as if pulled by different ropes. His jaw worked and his eyes flicked between the
Chapter Seven – The Mother of Ashes
The hood fell back and light hit a face Darian had never stopped carving in his memory. It was older and thinner than the pictures in the hidden chest, but the bone was the same. Eyes like dull coins met his and for a moment the Spire itself seemed to quiet to listen."Isolde." The name escaped before Darian could think. It tasted like a prayer and a curse at once.The hall split into a dozen small noises — a gasp, an animal sound of fear, a woman’s sob. Even the machine above the pit made a low note that sounded almost like recognition. The regent’s mouth opened and closed without sound. Sweat beaded on his brow like pale pearls.Isolde stepped down from the doorway as if she had been waiting just outside the edges of the world and had finally been invited in. Her robes were singed along one sleeve, and her hair had more silver than the portraits had promised, but she carried herself with a quiet that had the force of iron. When she smiled it did not reach her eyes, and yet it was a
Chapter Six – The Choice Ignites
The crown and the ring of ember hung a breath apart. The hall held its noise like a body holding itself under water. Dust trembled in the shaft light. Every face in the Spire looked as if it had been asked to remember something too terrible to say.Darian felt the heat on his skin like a second pulse. The iron clamps burned but did not cut. The ring of light at his chest reached up, small and steady, and the crown edged down, cold and carved from old law. For a single heartbeat the two lights matched and nothing happened. The regent’s hand hovered over the lever with the certainty of a man about to seal fate.Then the crown touched the ember.It should have been a sound. Instead it was a sound and a movement and a thing that uncoiled like a sleeper stretching. The contact sent a small shock through Darian that hammered at his teeth. The crown drank a thread of heat and answered with a low metal tone that rolled through the iron ribs of the Spire. Gears deep under the floor answered li
Chapter Five – Flame and Choice
They dragged him deeper into the Spire where the air tasted of metal and old sweat. The inner chamber breathed heat like a living thing. Iron girders loomed overhead and coils of pipe ran like veins along the walls. Men in the regent’s livery moved with a quiet that made the hall feel like a place waiting for a verdict.Darian’s ropes were changed. These were not simple strands of hemp. They had filigree of copper and a faint hum when the torchlight hit them. The guards did not seem at ease. Even Captain Merek’s jaw was tight as if he had swallowed a wasp.The machine stood at the center of the chamber like a judge carved of steel. Its silver face had no expression, but its wheel above the pit turned slow and steady. The blue coals glowed beneath like a second sky. Men pressed along the walls, faces pale and eyes fierce. Above them the regent watched from his dais. He had not sat since the trial began. His robe caught the light and the crown on his brow glinted like a coin."Bind him
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