Chapter 11: The Sudden Bolt
Abigail’s laughter echoed through the relic hall, a triumphant, mocking sound. She raised her hands, a gesture of ultimate victory over Malachi’s legacy, her face [more…]
Abigail’s laughter echoed through the relic hall, a triumphant, mocking sound. She raised her hands, a gesture of ultimate victory over Malachi’s legacy, her face [more…]
Abigail lay dead on the dais, a silent heap of vengeance and ambition, her eyes staring blankly at the vaulted ceiling. The iron bolt, a [more…]
The immediate aftermath was a blur of Ephraim’s men restoring a grim order, of cultists disarmed and scattered, their fervor replaced by fear. The civil [more…]
Exactly nine days after the siege, the mountain citadel hummed with a different kind of silence. Not the fearful hush of impending war, but the [more…]