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Chapter 29 — The Weight of Watching Eyes
They did not leave.That was the first thing Kael understood when morning came and the air still felt tight—as though the sky itself had leaned closer to listen.Holy investigators never truly departed. They embedded themselves in a place, in people, in routines. They became absent who watched.Kael stood at the window of the west wing, fingers resting lightly against the cold glass. Below, the estate moved under a false calm. Servants walked more carefully. Guards spoke in lowered voices. Even the birds seemed reluctant to sing.The gods were listening.And the investigators were their ears.Behind him, Eron sat at the edge of the bed, knees drawn up, staring at his hands as if they no longer belonged to him.“They’re still here,” Eron said quietly.Kael didn’t turn. “Yes.”“How do you know?”“Because everything feels heavier,” Kael replied. “Like breathing through water.”Eron swallowed. “That’s not normal, is it?”“No,” Kael said. “It’s deliberate.”The summons arrived an hour late
Chapter 28-Eyes That Do Not Blink
They arrived at dawn.Not with banners raised or horns sounding, but with silence. The kind that pressed down on the city like a held breath.Kael felt them before he saw them.He stood on the balcony outside the east wing, watching the fog curl low over the streets, his senses stretched thin and aching. The seal over his core still burned where his oath had torn through something ancient. The hunger was quieter now—but not gone. Watching and waiting.Then the air shifted. Cold, measured, and observed.Kael’s jaw tightened.“They’re here,” he murmured.Behind him, Eron paused mid-step. “Who?”Kael didn’t answer immediately. His gaze was fixed on the main road leading toward the estate. Figures moved through the fog—slow, deliberate, cloaked in white and ash-gray robes threaded with faint gold runes that caught the morning light.Not knights, not priests but investigators, the Watch’s true eyes.“The ones who don’t ask questions,” Kael said quietly. “They already know the answers.”Ero
Chapter 27- Oath Written in Ash
The estate burned, not in flame but in sound.War horns echoed beyond the walls, low and thunderous, rolling across the city like a warning meant for gods and mortals alike. Guards ran through the courtyards, armor clashing, voices raised in panic. Church banners appeared at the far gates, white and gold snapping in the wind.And at the center of it all, Kael stood alone.Blood dried dark on his hands. His clothes were torn, his body screaming in protest, but his eyes were clear for the first time since the hunger had awakened.Eron was gone, not dead, not taken. Gone.Kael felt the absence as a limb ripped away.He closed his eyes, breathing in slowly, carefully. Every instinct urged him to act the way he once had—to seize control, to dominate the field, to remind the world what a Demon King looked like when cornered.The hunger stirred eagerly.Let me, it whispered. Say the word, and they will kneel.Kael clenched his fists.“No.” The word echoed inside him, sharp as steel.He found
Chapter 26
What Light Cannot Unsee***Eron had seen blood before.He had grown up poor. Hunger bred violence. Streets taught lessons no book ever would. He had seen men beaten for coins, women dragged into alleys, bodies left under rain like refuse no one wanted to claim.But this—This was different.This was violence with purpose.The chamber still rang with echoes when Eron staggered back, Kael’s weight heavy in his arms. The runes along the floor guttered like dying stars, smoke curling from cracked sigils. Shadows retreated reluctantly, as if dragged away from a feast.Kael’s body was burning not fever—power.It pulsed beneath his skin in violent surges, veins lit faintly with ember-gold light. His breathing was shallow, uneven, every exhale scraping like glass in Eron’s ears.“Kael,” Eron whispered again, fear tightening his chest. “Please.”Kael did not answer.Eron pressed both hands to Kael’s chest instinctively, holy light spilling out of him in a panicked flood. It was clumsy, uncontro
Chapter 25
The Edge of the Abyss***Kael woke to screaming.Not the kind that echoed through halls or tore from a human throat.This scream lived inside him.It ripped through his chest as a blade dragged backward, tearing against the seal, against restraint, against the fragile illusion that control was still his.He gasped, bolting upright.The room was dark, silent, and normal. And yet his vision swam with red.The hunger had not slept.It coiled around his thoughts, slow and patient, a predator content to wait now that it knew he was weakening. Blood remembered blood. Power remembered release.Kael pressed both palms flat against the floor, grounding himself through stone, through weight, through pain.Breathe.The seal pulsed. Once then twice. A third time—hard enough to make him cry out.Cracks spread through it like lightning beneath skin.He staggered to his feet and forced himself down the corridor toward the sealed chamber beneath the estate. Every step felt heavier than the last, his
Chapter 24
Hunger Beneath the Blood***Blood did not wash away so easily.Kael stood beneath the courtyard fountain long after the water had turned clear, hands braced on the stone rim, head bowed. Dawn light crept over the estate walls, pale and indifferent, touching the scars on his knuckles, the faint tremor in his fingers.He had killed, not defended, He had not reacted but he had hunted and the worst truth of all is that the act had felt right.The seal beneath his chest pulsed again, deeper now, slower. Not a warning but an acknowledgment.Kael clenched his jaw, forcing his breathing into a steady rhythm. Suppression, discipline, and control. He had practiced these things longer than most civilizations had existed.Yet the hunger stirred anyway. Ancient, patient, and awake.He felt it when the servants passed nearby.A subtle awareness—heartbeats, warmth, the faint electric thrill of life moving beneath skin. He had felt it once before, a thousand years ago, when the killing fields had str
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