Chapter 94: Whispering Blades

Deep beneath the royal court, in the old armory vaults, voices murmured in the shadows. A small coalition of Lunarian nobles and one foreign emissary cloaked in azure blue convened in secret.

"She would taint the Moonfang line with outsiders," hissed Duke Vireon Duskmere, his silver eyes gleaming with scorn.

"Shisui is already married three times. This is no sacred bond—it's a political stunt," said Countess Elthara, her voice laced with venom.

The cloaked emissary finally spoke, a strange accent betraying his origin. "If this marriage happens, Lunaris will shift toward a world we cannot control. The Queen and King are blind."

"What do you propose?" Duke Vireon asked.

"A quiet disruption. An accident. Something... regretful." The emissary dropped a vial onto the table, filled with a strange glowing liquid.

Above, Irylia's heart was full. Shisui had begun to teach her defensive martial forms of the Morinaka clan. She was a fast learner, graceful as moonlight on water.

"You're catching on quickly," he said after a sparring match.

"I have a reason to," she replied, her cheeks flushed. "If I'm going to stand beside you, I must also protect what we build."

But danger loomed. A poisoned dagger, a shadowy agent, and the whispers of betrayal crept closer to their moment of happiness.

The marriage wasn't the only thing at stake now—it was peace between worlds.