ya's
g away, then paused. His ne
orpse until nightfall. Let his death weig
still, Zevarion knelt beside t
y to hurl blame like stones, quick to cast judgment, yet blind to the monsters th
lowly into nightfall. When we finally stopped to rest, the corpse was cut down and la
to murmurs and snores, I crept away with a piece of meat wrapp
only warmth I trusted anymore. I handed him the food and sat b
uttered. "You saw what they did when
the meat slowly, ch
"It's instinct, survival. When you take everything from someone, all that's
ated. "You still
ied. "Vireya... we can't always blame people for how they
cted. Again, Zevarion made sense
s mad
her pleading for hope through compassion. And me, caught between them li
: both were right. And i
routine. Xareth allowed rest every two days, enough time for t
ehind their eyes. And those who fell injured or too slow? Xareth exe
areth would notice eventually, how could he not? But he said not
as torn be
grounded. He believed in me, even when I didn't. He believed there wa
me peace. He offered power. Not acceptance, but dominance. Where
is tone was casual, even warm, as he painted a vision of the life he could gi
out my wolf. If she came out, wild and brutal, she co
mething," I said, grip
his attention shar
I can't reach her. I'm afraid that when she come
He simply nodded, as though this w
ome, I'll help you control her," he
wned.
rfect smile. "Worry not, my dea
n his tone kept me silent. Maybe he had a plan, maybe he
pack of blood magic, just as the sun dipped below the horiz
on and etched with runes that pulsed faintly in the twilight.
ings rose tall and close, constructed from blackened stone and obsidian g
their eyes sunken and wary. Most wore threadbare clothes and bore marks, burns, cuts, symbols etch
s something born of nightmares. The gate alone made me shiver. Two massive statue
, and gaping mouths filled with jagged, bloodstained teeth. Their black sto
ws, falling to the ground in slow, deliberate plops that e
d slammed the
ce casual. "Fear not. The castle i
imply nodded, preten
was breathtaking in a way that didn'
spiraled upward from the marble basins and twisted like serpents before
like, and the structure climbed upward in tapering layers, almost like a dark tre
d like veins of molten gold, as though the castle had its own lifeb
low. They moved like whispers, silent,
and, his grip firm but not unkind. "Co
, he didn't even gl
eed rest. Tomorrow, I'll decide
unison and began dragg
k majesty of this place, the way it gnawed at my senses. This was no
ooked like it should have taken ten men to budge it. The heavy blackwoo
uisite, and haunted all at once. The floors were made of obsidian st
ost in shadow. Dark velvet drapes cascaded down the
marble counters, and artful mirrors rimmed in gold, but each item radiated
into serpentine shapes. At the top, Xareth led me down a corridor li
r wine-red, except for the golden pieces, small, rare, and gleaming, like precious moments hidden in an otherwise curs
ssive windows behind them. A chandelier dangled above, an iron web of thorns and
ttling smile. He immediately adjusted his expression, but my