The Second Chance Of The Rejected Moon (Celine and Bastian) novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191

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On the other hand, even though I am furious with Bastian and still don’t know how I’m going to handle everything that just happened, our bond remains stable. I can feel it even now, steady and warm somewhere inside me, like a presence that never completely disappears. That should reassure me, but right now it only reminds me of how complicated everything has become.

I am about to pick Oana up when a faint whisper passes through the room. It is a delicate vibration, almost imperceptible, that seems to come from somewhere close and, at the same time, very far away.

Erebus.

Helel.

My gaze turns toward the dresser.

My swords are resting beside each other on the dark wood, exactly where I left them a few days ago. I haven’t picked them up to train again since my pregnancy had become too advanced, and now, seeing them together again, a small smile appears on my lips. For hundreds of years, they remained separated, each following a different path, and now they are back where they were always meant to be, together and waiting for their original owner’s return.

1 slowly approach. The blades seem to absorb the light in the room, and for a moment, I can feel that ancient energy emanating from both of them. I extend a hand and place my fingers over the hilt of Erebus. A comforting warmth spreads across my palm and slowly moves up my arm, surrounding me with a sensation I cannot explain.

And then I remember…

No.

I push those thoughts out of my head before I allow them to go any further. No. I am not going to think about him.

He is not here, and besides, I already have enough to deal with trying to understand what the hell is happening between Bastian and Johan without adding another man to my list of problems.

I don’t need another connection, another presence pulling at me, another reason to question everything I thought I had figured out. The last thing I need tonight is to think about someone who isn’t even in Lemuria.

I look back at the swords and, this time, I don’t try to listen to what is happening inside me. I extend my hands and take Erebus and Helel by their hilts. The moment my fingers close around them, a warm current runs through my palms and up my arms. The blades emit a faint vibration, as if they recognize my touch after so many days away from them. I carefully lift them and immediately feel that something has changed. They are heavier than I remember, but not in an uncomfortable way. It is as if their weight has adapted to my body and now each one finds its exact place in my hands.

I study them for a few seconds.

“Let’s go.”

I don’t know why I say it out loud.

Maybe because I need company. Maybe because these two swords have been with me for too long for me to consider them simple weapons. I carry them with me to the bed and lean down to pick Oana up. My daughter moves slightly when I lift her, but settles against my chest again without waking. I wrap the blanket more securely around her and lay her in the seated stroller that I don’t know who brought into the bedroom.

I leave the room pushing the stroller with one hand and holding the two swords in the other.

I’m not going to train to release my anger.

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The Second Chance Of The Rejected Moon

At least, that’s what I tell myself as I walk down the hallway.

going to train because I need to feel like myself again.

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I need to know what Erebus and Helel can do now that they are together again. For hundreds of years, they remained separated, waiting for the moment when their paths would cross again, and after everything I have discovered about my blood, my lineage, and the history surrounding them. it seems absurd to keep treating them as two simple swords.

Something tells me that tonight I’m going to discover what they were truly created for.

The training room has its lights on, the fireplaces keeping a steady, lively fire, and the silence that fills the place feels strangely pleasant after the noise of the castle. The air smells of burning wood and warm stone, and the glow of the flames spreads across the floor, illuminating the weapons and the various elements of the training course.

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