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WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 108.2
Veronica grinned as the treat seized his attention, but he wasn't staring at the chocolates with the excitement she was expecting. The face he had on was closer to when she'd tried to make her mother cookies for breakfast. Nonetheless, he cautiously grabbed onto the branch, swinging down and dangling off it with wide eyes.She giggled as he hung off the branch like a bedsheet. "Just let go, it's not far."Veronica frowned at his lack of motivation, shoving the candies in her pocket and grabbing the boy's legs to yank him off the branch. Through a cascade of thick leaves and fluttering scales of bark, the boy managed to stick his landing with a squat."See? That wasn't so bad!" She cheered, pulling him to his feet and slapping a few candies in his palm. He stared at the odd form of payment, squinting at the painted parchment, as if it hid a flicker of danger in its sugary form."It's a chocolate." She grabbed one and twisted the paper free, throwing the chocolate in her mouth. "It's yu
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 108.3
Veronica wandered the corridor, kicking off the beaten flats to slip her dress shoes on. Sneaking back to her room to change out of her twig ridden dress was the most appealing option.She froze as a symphony of deep horns sounded off, crawling through the walls to sing a powerful tune. She knew that song to heart, and could probably pull a brass horn from one of the players and blow the tune herself. That magical sound played when her dad came home.Veronica tried to tame her excitement as she fixed her hair, weeding out a yellow flower that had tangled into her bangs. And all at once latching onto a new plan.She bolted for the front entrance, where she knew her father would be marching in with all the shining soldiers. The guards she passed weren't quick enough to register the dead leaves and twigs coming off of her, making her journey all the more simple.Until the iron pillars of the front hall were in sight, and one spectator was quick enough to intercept her, Mr. Jackling almos
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 109
Ronan took the walk of shame, an elite on either side of him as he was paraded past the few students that hadn't turned in to their dorms for the night. He only recognised one face in his journey, Alestra, completely unsurprised by the sight as she gave him a small wave. He didn't know which emotion deserved the spotlight. Worry gnawed at how the entire situation could be painted into any picture the Council pleased, panic grabbed for the closest way out, and anger festered at the thing that had caused all of this. He hissed out a sigh as Cursimian twitched under the dalem cuffs that had been slapped on him. None of this would have happened if that ancient weapon had chosen someone else. He felt one of the elites nudge his back, obediently walking into an empty meeting room as the door locked behind him. The moment of solitude was his chance. He ripped up his sleeve and glared at Cursimian. "Don't you ever do that again." Stella perched on his shoulder. "He says you are a coward.
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 109.2
"Ronan, may I be honest with you?" Ronan glanced at Stella, opting for the distraction from thinking of where he could possibly sleep. He rested his chin on his palms to brace for another comment on his intelligence. "If you're nice about it." "I wish to thank you and Cursimian." She perched on the table, trying to roll her body and mimic a bow of respect. "Your character is one I have not come by in my years with the Council. Many of us golems are destroyed for sport." Ronan frowned, his heart sinking at the words. She may have played his patience on a number of occasions, but Stella deserved some shred of respect by her peers. "I'm sorry to hear that." He rose a little as red caught his corner vision, the inked portrait of a ruby flumigan somehow giving him comfort. A flicker of familiarity. "So you really don't remember who you were before you died?" "I do not, but I have grown used to my circumstances. Why do you ask?" "Phantom is the same way. He doesn't remember who he was
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 110
Veronica pouted on the windowsill. The cold glass pressed her nose as she stared past the shingling to two scuffed helmets traipsing about the grand courtyard. Adrian and Horus, padded to their toes and frantically swiping at eachother with wooden duds. She wheezed as the golden ribbon on her back was yanked into her ribs, one final knot making sure she definitely wouldn't be breathing at her birthday celebration. Adrian could get dressed in the time it took three maids to brush up Veronica's hair into a tugging mess. "Now, give us a twirl." Veronica sighed, sticking her arms out to twist as quick as she could on one foot and raise the frills to level with her arms. The maids oggling her performance gave a little clap, her mother's applause delayed by the weight of her never ending contemplations. "The green is quite lovely." She grabbed Veronica's arms, seeming to be just as curious as she was in how high she could lift them. "We can do more with the hair, something gold. What do
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 111
Veronica sat in ponderment. She knew she had been cleansing her hands at the water enchantments for far too long, and likely looked as though she was admiring her reflection to anyone that entered the bathroom. It was fine, most nobles born to Latos would be tranced by simpler things. The green dress she had suffered herself into was definitely lighter on decorations, but it would still do the trick.Sonya's plan had a good foundation, and married well to some refining touches. The biggest obstacle to their success was now the sheer delicacy of timing it right. She pulled the liquid curse out of her pocket, making sure she was alone before carefully peeling off the label. Where Sonya had found such a potent spell was a question for another time, but if their target suddenly changed his story in court, the Council would reassess him for enchantments—and the plan would go up in smoke.There was a solution though. She slipped another vial from her pocket, different, but nearly the same s
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 111.2
Ronan slapped his pillow in a vain attempt to make it softer. It was one of the stiff cushions from whatever lounge Lightwood had raided, but the blanket, oddly enough, looked to be from a dorm room.He had sprawled himself across the table like a ritual sacrifice to find some sleep—the wood grinding against his spine might as well have been a slab of stone. Between the lack of a mattress and eyeing the door whenever something creaked, he had barely gotten a wink of sleep.Instead of freedom, his homework had been delivered with breakfast. Mr. Greine had put on a habit of visiting hourly, and Ronan was eager for the response on his latest request. He bounced his leg as a distraction from the call of nature, blanket over his head as he sifted through the few pages of homework he had been gifted.He looked at the first question, texting into his phone and waiting."Are you snatching answers from classmates?" Stella chimed, perching on Puff's head as he snoozed in a little curled up ball
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 111.3
Veronica forced a chuckle, resisting the urge to shake off the arm that looped her shoulder like a dead slug. Goldwater nobles truly were the worst company, the odd thorn out being Horus and his tastelessly perfect set of manners.It wasn't much of a surprise that Ronan had landed on the receiving end of a Louvre's backhanded tactics. Of all the noble houses of Goldwater, their relationship was the most frayed with Alta Staar. She was just thanking her lucky stars that beside her was one of many forgotten children bearing the title. The family's first born hadn't taken to private schooling."Really? I thought you two were friends?""Gods no, he follows me around everywhere I go like a lost puppy and calls it friendship." Her stomach flopped as he pulled her in closer, striking her with a concotion that couldn't tear itself between flowers and burning timber. She forced herself to lock gazes, returning his childish grin with a smile that hopefully didn't flaunt her desire to leave. "Yo
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After scaling a few levels of the roof, they found a cracked window and slipped into an empty guest room, the door to the hall barely ajar to show its lack of a guest.Veronica could see the sliver of a guard's shadow to the left, her hopes withering as she looked back to the window they had come through. But her gaze fell on the boy instead as he whispered a spell into his cupped hands, a small butterfly glowing with golden light fluttering from his palms and out the door.There was a small commotion as the guard to the left spoke with another one, two pairs of footsteps following the enchantment until they grew silent. The boy lead the mission, tiptoeing through the empty corridor until they rounded a corner to face two guards sitting at the end of the hall.Veronica swallowed her gasp, confused as the boy continued to lead her up to them. She heard a noise when they'd gotten close enough, one of the guards letting out a soft snore as his head drooped against the second guard using
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Chapter 119
Veronica sat on her bed, stuffed like a spring hen but still buzzing with birthday energy. She had only played with one of her gifts throughout the night, a dinged up wooden dagger that she'd managed to hold away from her mother until the gazes of the guests forced her to allow the gift to remain in her hands. She had looked for Mr. Bunny afterwards to show him her new prize, but Horus had informed her of his early departure.She knew that they had planned for today to be their last, but the disappointment lingered nonetheless. She still had one last gift she had hoped to give him.Veronica sighed, grabbing for a fairytale on her shelf instead of the books that had piled from Jackling's tutoring. She had gotten a few new stories to read Cinder before bed, but the phoenix had taken a particular liking to the golden lettering of one title."The Adventures of Locke Lanbrellhande..."She stopped at the small tap that met her ears, glancing at the side of her bed where Cinder was still per
- WAR PLANET: The Phantom
Chapter 118
It was all wrong.The corridor was too tight. The guards were too close. Too tall.It was too cold, suffocating.He was meant to be in the room to at least give him some time to think."Are you alright?"The boy snapped to the voice. What was a blink to him, was long enough to land him on the ground, palms to the floor to keep his entire body from shaking. He didn't know how long he had blanked out for, but the king had taken a knee to come closer to him, washed with concern as a few of the surrounding guards hovered over the scene to see where they could offer help."Come lad, can you stand?"His gut twisted at the way he tried to help him up, but with Vera bracing his other side he couldn't very well squirm away from the king. He doubted that he'd even have the energy if he decided to. But he knew now with the scene he'd caused that he would have to respond with more than a nod.Cilvren would have had his translational enchantments up to date, but there was a standing risk of a few
- WAR PLANET: The Phantom
Chapter 117.2
It had been a little over an hour since the nosy boy named Horus had been dragged off. But the silence finally let him work without prying eyes. The size of the pants had allowed him to stitch pockets inside, just big enough for a dagger to hide beneath the folds on either side. Horus had likely thought he was being smart when he hid his old clothes and daggers from him, but the presence of magic in the air always escaped Lumer senses.He pulled them out of a pile of blankets, finding the rest of his trinkets and the invitation to shove in his pockets. With some hesitation, he bounced the black spool of string in his palm, staring at the shiny silver needle and pocketing the whole thing. He had to be preapred to use anything.Hopefully Veronica wouldn't miss the small thing, nor the black cloak he found in her wardrobe.Blue crystals twinkled at his fingertips as he traced his hand down the cloak. He just needed to be invisible from a distance for a few minutes. Most of the guards had
- WAR PLANET: The Phantom
Chapter 117
It was the end of the painfullest slumber party in history.Veronica had exorcised her birthday immunity to raid a closet of nearly all its bedsheets, and prop them up as a haphazard blanket fort in her room. It was the perfect mess for the boy to hide in when someone walked in without knocking, but also a tight fit when it came time for sleeping.Veronica had been ushered away at the crack of dawn for the maids to prepare her outfit, which left the boy in Horus' care. He had to get the two of them ready, and hope to the gods that the boy picked up at least half of the common Latos mannerisms he had taught him. But all of that was to the side as Horus stared at the boy tucked into a corner of the blanket fort.Horus didn't know what was weirder. The way he held a few flowered bauble pins out the side of his mouth as he sewed, or the fact that he looked like a seasoned seamstress as he cinched the waist on a pair of pants Veronica had swiped from Adrian. The cut was tall enough for him
- WAR PLANET: The Phantom
Chapter 116.3
The door opened, the boy squatting lower into the tub as Veronica peeked in. She flaunted the tiny beginner's book like a sack full of slivs, tiptoeing up to the tub with a devilish smile."I found it.""You don't have to whisper, we put up a sound block enchantment.""You guys have to teach me!" Veronica piped. She quickly landed on the bar of soap in Horus' hands, putting two and two together at the suds popping in the boy's hair. "Horus, that's soap.""Yeah...""That won't do, it makes your hair all icky." She grabbed a tray full of mysterious pots, smearing at least five of the creams together before her mysterious concoction was complete.No amount of dodging could save the boy from being her test dummy, but the smug way he simply let Veronica rub the bubbly concoction into his hair irked Horus to no end. She grabbed some more of the secret spread, only stopping when not a single black hair could be send through the froth of rose bubbles on his head."You're never going to smell
- WAR PLANET: The Phantom
Chapter 116.2
Veronica surged with confidence, a top and trousers that she had stolen from her brother's room, as well as one red envelope embellished with gold trimmings hiding between two books she had snatched from house Acadrius' library. She had the best idea to get Mr. Bunny safely out of the castle, and perhaps have him earn her parent's favour for a second visit.Her birthday celebration was in two nights. She had been lucky enough to find the spare invites before Ambelsine the records-keeper discarded them all. With the right clothes, he could easily blend with a room full of rich traders and nobility—and walk right out the front door.The guards paid her an odd look as she waved to them, the two at her door hesitating before allowing her into her room. She tried not to show a reaction. She had told Mr. Bunny not to make a sound, the guards would run in with a loud enough crash. But the room before her was empty, the small pile of books and food she had placed for him tidied up.She checke
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Chapter 116
Horus gazed up the hill of crimson steps to Veronica's room. He had counted to five hundred, and found Mr. Jackling well before he found Veronica. Apparently, while counting in a passage behind a closet, Horus had somehow climbed out a window. At least, that was Jackling's truth as he spent the better part of ten minutes going over the dangers of climbing onto roofs with himIt wasn't the first time Veronica had fed him an outlandish tale. But Horus ate up the blame every time. Veronica blabbered when she panicked, which meant she was hiding something. And that something was always better dealt with without the adults getting involved.Adrian would have more than a sharp word for him when he got back to that problem he'd up and abandoned. Things were simpler when the children of Acadrius weren't revulsed at the sight of one another.Horus made quick work of the stairs, fixing a lopsided shoelace and dusting his collar before gently knocking to call his presence. A muffled shuffle was
- WAR PLANET: The Phantom
Chapter 115.3
Veronica barreled through the halls, a shiny steel bowl tucked over her head as she carved a clear path to her destination.Adrian's room was so far from her own, privileged to the same hall as her mother and father's bedchambers, and nearly as grandois. When Horus and Adrian weren't scrapping in the courtyards, they were almost always doing something in there.Veronica confirmed her theory as she pressed her ear to the door, letting herself in at the sound of Horus' voice.Adrian was quick to call out her trespassing, stepping out of the hold he had Horus in to cross his arms and slap a sour glare on his face."Don't touch my door.""It's not yours," Veronica snipped back, clutching the bowl tighter as her brother took a challenging step. She quickly stole Horus' attention. "I need your help."Adrian scoffed at her caked shoes. "What's with all the mud? Mom's going to have a fit.""None of your business, I need Horus to help me.""We're practicing. Go get Maria or Jackling to help yo
