Kael walked out of the wine shop. The night was cool, and the village was quiet. Trees moved in the wind, and an owl made a sound in the distance. Moonlight lit the cobblestone streets, making shadows.
His house was close, a small one-story building near the village edge. He passed gardens and workshops. The air smelled like pine and dirt. Kael felt nervous about talking to his dad but knew he had to do it. He stopped at his front door and took a breath. The door creaked as he opened it. Inside, the house was warm. A fire burned in the fireplace, and there was a faint smell of pipe smoke. His dad sat in a chair by the fire, reading a newspaper. He had gray hair and broad shoulders. The firelight made his face look tired. He didn’t look up right away, focused on the paper. Kael walked across the room. The floor creaked under his shoes. He stood by his dad, watching him read. His dad had blue eyes, like Kael’s. His dad looked up and put the newspaper down. “You’re late,” he said. Kael swallowed. “I need to talk about the choosing ceremony tomorrow,” he said. His dad’s face got serious. “What about it?” he asked. “I want to join the Shadow Corps,” Kael said. “I know you don’t like it, but it’s my choice. I’m asking for your support.” Kael waited. The fire crackled in the background. His dad’s face stayed serious, and he looked at Kael for a long time. The room felt quiet. Kael hoped his dad would understand. His dad leaned back in his chair and sighed. He looked at the fire. When he spoke, his voice was low. “Your mom cared about you a lot,” he said. “She always wanted to keep you safe. When you were a baby, you liked to explore. One time, you went toward the fire. She grabbed you before you got hurt. She held you close. You were important to her.” Kael listened quietly. His chest felt tight. He didn’t remember much about his mom, but his dad’s words made him feel closer to her. “I know I’ve been strict,” his dad said. “I didn’t want to stop your dreams. I wanted to keep you safe, like your mom would have. I’ve seen what happens to people who go into danger. They get hurt, and the people they leave behind are sad.” His dad’s words were heavy. Kael saw the worry on his dad’s face. He knew his dad was scared of losing him. “But you’re right,” his dad said after a pause. “You’re not a kid anymore. You can make your own choices. I can’t keep you from doing what you want. Your mom would want you to be happy. I don’t agree with this, and I’m worried, but I won’t stop you.” Kael felt happy. His dad looked at him with a mix of sadness and pride. “If this is what you want, you have my permission,” his dad said. “Just be careful. Remember the people who care about you.” Kael felt glad. He stepped forward and hugged his dad. “Thank you, Dad,” he said. “I’ll make you proud. I’ll make Mom proud too.” His dad hugged him back. His arms were strong. “I know you will,” he said. “Be careful.” They stood by the fire for a moment. Kael felt ready for tomorrow. His dad looked at him. “Get some rest,” he said. “Tomorrow’s a big day.” Kael nodded. “Goodnight, Dad,” he said. He felt better than he had in a long time. His dad watched him go. “Goodnight, Kael,” he said. Kael walked to his room. He lay on his bed and looked at the ceiling. He felt excited. He thought about the Shadow Corps. He pictured himself guarding the royal family. Tomorrow was the start of his dream. The village outside was still. The moonlight came through Kael’s window, lighting the room. He thought about the ceremony. He imagined standing with other people who wanted to join the Shadow Corps. He wondered what it would be like to train with them. He thought about wearing their dark robes and carrying weapons. It made him feel ready. Kael closed his eyes. He thought about his mom. He didn’t remember much, but he knew she’d want him to be happy. He thought about his dad’s words. His dad was worried, but he trusted Kael. That made Kael feel strong. He thought about the wine shop earlier. Stopping the robbers made him feel capable. He knew he could handle tough situations. The Shadow Corps would be harder, but he was ready to try. He wanted to prove himself. Kael lay still, thinking about the future. The ceremony was a chance to start something new. He didn’t know what would happen, but he was eager to find out. He thought about the royal family. He wondered what they were like. He imagined guarding them from danger. It felt important. The room was quiet. The fire in the other room had died down. Kael felt calm. He knew his dad supported him now. That made him feel better. He thought about Fred, too. Fred would take him to the city. Kael trusted Fred to help him. He thought about the village. It was small and familiar. He liked it, but he wanted more. The Shadow Corps was a way to see the world. He wanted to learn new things and meet new people. He felt ready for a change. Kael turned over on his bed. The mattress creaked. He looked at the ceiling again. He thought about the ceremony one more time. He imagined standing in front of people, saying he wanted to join. He pictured himself being chosen. It made him smile. He closed his eyes again. He felt tired but excited. Tomorrow was important. He needed to rest. He thought about his mom again. He wanted to make her proud. He thought about his dad’s hug. It made him feel supported. Kael took a deep breath. He let his thoughts slow down. He knew he was ready for the ceremony. He felt sure of himself. He wanted to sleep now. Tomorrow would be a long day. He lay in the dark, listening to the quiet. The village was silent outside. He thought about the Shadow Corps one last time. He imagined being part of them. It felt right. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep. Tomorrow, his journey would begin, and he was ready.Latest Chapter
Chapter 65
Long tables stretched under banners of Veridale and Stormhaven in the banquet hall in the royal palace, their colours forced into harmony for the night. Servants glided between nobles with trays of wine, every glass catching flame from the chandeliers overhead.Kael felt the weight of the place the moment he entered. His squad moved in behind him, close but not too close, part of the decor as much as the guards stationed at the edges.Jared walked at the front, head high, shoulders set with pride. To anyone watching, he looked born for this hall. Kael saw the strain in his jaw.Reyna leaned closer, whispering, “He’s walking like the room belongs to him.”“It nearly does,” Kael murmured back.Jared didn’t turn, but his voice reached them. “You’re both loud enough for me to hear.”Kyna smirked. “Maybe you should stop listening then.”Jared shot her a look, then returned his attention to the dais where the royals were alrea
Chapter 64
The training hall was empty, torches guttering low against the stone. Kael stood in the centre, jacket discarded, shirt clinging with sweat. His sword lay untouched on the bench; this wasn’t about steel. It hadn’t been about steel for a long time now. This was about something deeper, something that didn’t fit into human hands or human rules.He closed his eyes, letting the silence thicken until it pressed against his eardrums. He could hear his heartbeat like a fist knocking from inside his ribs.The Rift. The hum beneath the skin. The pressure waiting to split him open.He exhaled, slow, like he was trying to breathe around a blade. His fingers twitched, and the air wavered with a soft distortion, a shimmer like heat rising off metal.“You’re doing it again.”Kael’s eyes snapped open. Reyna leaned in the doorway, arms folded, hair tied back but still wild enough to catch the torchlight. Her expression was the same mixture she always wore
Chapter 63
The Academy council chamber was quiet except for the sound of rain on high windows. Torches burned low, shadows long across the stone floor.Darius stood at the centre. His cloak was still damp from travel, boots streaked with mud. Before him sat Archon, hands folded, face unreadable.“You’ve been gone three nights,” Archon said. “And you return with rumours.”“They’re more than rumours,” Darius replied. “My squad intercepted a courier. Stormhaven markings. Official. And a meeting with rebels, witnessed in full view.”Archon tilted his head. “Witnessed. But not recorded.”“Crates, sigils, steel. Stormhaven issue.”“Stolen, perhaps.”“No,” Darius said firmly. “The weapons were intact. Crates marked and sealed. This wasn’t theft. It was shipment.”Archon’s mouth twitched, almost a smile. “And you want me to act on this?”“I want you to recognise it for what it is. Stormhaven is feeding the rebellion.”
Chapter 62
The night was windless, the air sharp with smoke from distant chimneys. Kael’s squad moved through the eastern quarter of Veridale, cloaks drawn tight, boots muffled against dirt alleys.Jared muttered, “Lovely assignment. Crawl through the gutters after whispers.”Reyna’s voice was flat. “Keep quiet or I’ll make you.”Kyna smirked. “I’d pay to see that.”“Focus,” Kael said softly, scanning the alley. The walls loomed high on either side, the lamps above them smothered with soot. “Voices carry here.”Jared huffed. “Not that anyone’s awake to hear.”“Someone is,” Reyna replied. “And if they’re who we think, they’ll hear everything.”They passed a row of boarded doors, puddles glinting under weak starlight. The silence thickened, the city’s heartbeat distant.Kyna murmured, “You sure your informant wasn’t feeding us another ghost trail?”Kael didn’t answer at first. His eyes traced the faint scuff marks a
Chapter 61
The library’s back hall smelled of dust and ink, lanterns guttering faintly. Kael sat with an open tome before him, though his eyes hadn’t moved across the page in minutes.A voice cut the silence.“You read like someone waiting for a knife.”Kael turned. Kyna leaned against the stone pillar, arms crossed, a small smirk hiding sharp eyes.“You shouldn’t sneak up on people,” Kael said.“You shouldn’t look so easy to sneak up on.” She stepped closer, lowering her voice. “We need to talk.”Kael closed the book. “About Jared?”“Not this time.” Her tone shifted to serious. “About Archon.”Kael frowned. “What about him?”Kyna glanced around, then sat opposite him. “You think Jared’s the problem. He’s only half of it. Archon is the other half.”Kael studied her. “That’s a big claim.”“It’s not a claim.” She leaned in. “It’s a warning.”Kael arched a brow. “You’re starting with warnings now? That’s unlike you.”“I’ve learned to pick my moments,” she replied coolly. “And this one’s worth your
Chapter 60
Chapter 60 The night after the cipher discovery pressed down like a weight. Kael sat in the barracks long after the others slept, journal open but words refusing to come. The parchment copy of the coded message lay folded under his cloak, heavy as stone.Reyna found him there, candle guttering low.“You’re still awake,” she said quietly.Kael didn’t look up. “So are you.”She moved closer, sitting across from him at the narrow table. “Because I know that look. You’re circling the same thought over and over.”Kael shut the journal. “I should confront Jared.”Reyna’s brows lifted. “And then what? He’ll deny it again. Or worse.”“He’s lying,” Kael said, voice flat. “Every word he speaks bends around the truth.”Reyna crossed her arms. “He bends words because that’s what nobles are trained to do. Doesn’t mean they’re poison.”Kael frowned. “You didn’t see his face when I mentioned the crest.”“I saw it,” she said softly. “And I saw yours. You looked ready to run him through.”Kael’s voic
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