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Chapter 73: The Return to Elowen
The storm followed them inland.For three days, the sky remained the color of iron, heavy with thunder that never broke. The wind pressed against their backs as if urging them forward, and every now and then Aelira wondered if it wasn’t wind at all — but something older, something watching, something waiting.The Blade of Eryndor glowed faintly at her hip, its light soft and warm beneath her cloak. It felt less like a weapon than a heartbeat. Her heartbeat.They walked through the lowlands without speaking. Not because they had nothing to say — but because everything had changed.Korran walked ahead, his rifle slung across his shoulder, jaw clenched in thought.Lyssandra stayed close to Aelira, studying her face each time the Blade pulsed beneath her cloak as though reading a language that only she understood.On the fourth morning, they reached the edge of the southern forest — a wide grove of twisted trees, their branches leaning toward the path like listening ears.Korran stopped.
Chapter 72: The Shattered Coast
The wind smelled of salt and storm.By the time they reached the sea, the sky had turned to iron — heavy clouds pressing low, the waves below thrashing against black stone. The cliffs rose high and jagged, their edges crumbling into the restless tide.Aelira stopped at the ridge, staring out over the horizon. The Blade of Eryndor pulsed faintly on her back, its light reflecting off the gray water like a second sunrise trapped beneath the waves.“This is where it ended,” Lyssandra said softly. “Kael’s final march. The Shattered Coast.”Korran dismounted and stood beside her, his coat snapping in the wind. “Not much left to shatter.”Lyssandra’s eyes scanned the shoreline far below. “There was once a fortress here — Eryndor’s Reach. It was destroyed in the last battle. The Tower buried it and declared it lost.”Aelira’s gaze stayed on the sea. “Not lost,” she murmured. “Just waiting.”The wind picked up, sharp and cold. The sky rumbled with distant thunder.Korran looked over the edge,
Chapter 71: The Silent Citadel
The snow finally broke as they left the Frostspire behind.The mountains gave way to long stretches of barren land where the wind moved like a whisper across stone. The cold was still sharp, but the air carried a hint of thaw — the promise of spring, fragile and distant.Aelira walked ahead this time. The Blade of Eryndor was strapped to her back, its faint glow pulsing softly in rhythm with her steps. Since the Crown had shattered, its light had changed — calmer, steadier, but alive in a way that unsettled her.Korran followed close, rifle in hand, eyes constantly scanning the ridges above. He didn’t trust quiet.Lyssandra brought up the rear, riding a small, tired horse she’d found half-frozen near the valley. The scholar in her was gone now; what remained was someone lean, watchful, and older than her years.The land stretched endless before them, broken only by the black outline of ruins in the far distance.“That’s it,” Lyssandra said, nodding toward the horizon. “The Citadel of
Chapter 70: The Frozen Crown
The wind screamed through the mountain pass.Snow fell in fierce sheets, swallowing the world in white. The horses could barely move, their hooves crunching through drifts that rose past their knees. Every breath froze in the air before fading into the storm.Aelira pulled her cloak tighter, her hair stiff with ice. The Blade of Eryndor hummed faintly against her back, warm even in the killing cold. The light inside it pulsed with a rhythm that didn’t belong to her heartbeat — something older, something remembering.Korran led the way, his hood drawn low, his eyes squinting against the wind. Lyssandra followed close, one gloved hand shielding the lantern she carried. The flame flickered blue, alive only because she willed it to be.They had left the Iron Hollows behind two days ago, but the cold had worsened. It was the kind of cold that sank into bone, the kind that remembered the dead.“Where are we?” Aelira shouted over the wind.“North ridge,” Korran answered. “If we stay on the t
Chapter 69: The Iron Hollows
Snow fell like ash.By the time they reached the northern border, the world had turned white and silent.The Iron Hollows stretched out before them — a land of stone and ice, carved by wind and grief. Mountains loomed in the distance, black veins cutting through their frozen skin.Aelira had never seen snow before. She tried to hide her wonder, but it showed in the way her breath caught each time a flake landed on her sleeve. The Blade on her back shimmered faintly, its light pale and steady, a single warmth in the cold.Korran walked ahead, his coat drawn tight, his rifle slung over his shoulder. The years had given him a soldier’s patience — one step at a time, never faster than silence allowed.Lyssandra followed behind, hood pulled low against the wind, her eyes scanning the horizon as though the air itself could betray them.They had been traveling for six days. No inns, no settlements. Just endless white and the quiet hum of the Blade.Aelira’s voice broke the silence. “How much
Chapter 68: The Fire Remembers
The sea wind pushed through the broken tower, cool and sharp, carrying the scent of salt and rust. The sun rose slow and golden beyond the cliffs, lighting the shattered stones like old embers.Aelira stood at the edge of the ruin, the Blade of Eryndor resting against her shoulder. The light within it was dim now, soft as breath.She hadn’t slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the shadow trapped in the crystal, heard its scream, felt its voice curl inside her chest.It hadn’t hated her. That’s what haunted her most.It had recognized her.Behind her, Korran crouched by the firepit, sharpening his knife. His movements were calm, mechanical, but his eyes kept flicking to her.Lyssandra sat nearby, studying a half-burned map spread across her knees.“We’ll have to move soon,” she said without looking up. “The Sentinels won’t give up after what happened last night.”Korran nodded. “They’ll regroup by sundown. Maybe less.”Aelira didn’t answer. Her gaze stayed on the sea.Lyssand
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