Chapter 42 – Bloodline Of The Moon

• Scarlet
• The night was thick, heavier than the forest around the Grand Hall. Moonlight spilled across the treetops in cold silver streams, but inside the old library, dust and shadows ruled. Candle flames flickered, trembling as though afraid to illuminate the truths hidden in the tomes.
• I pored over scrolls, parchment, and cracked ledgers, my hands shaking. Each line I read felt like it carved another hollow in my chest. Lucien tried to speak, tried to reach me, but I barely heard him. His words bounced off the storm inside my mind — the chaos of fire, Kael’s fragment, and the raw pulse of my own power.