Chapter 141: Seed - Leah
I know the exact moment the seed was planted.
Not a guess. Not intuition. The Bloodbond records everything—the spike in shared sensation, the warmth pooling in my lower belly, the biological marker stamped at the cellular level.
I'm pregnant.
Three weeks since the door was created. Three weeks of relative peace—if peace means training Night Walkers to patrol, rationing blood-crystals, and watching Kael teach me how to make pancakes that somehow turn out worse than oatmeal.
I'm standing in the castle kitchen, hand pressed against my stomach. Nothing shows yet. But inside—two heartbeats. Two sparks of light. Two seeds.
Twins.
The word comes through the Bloodbond's clarity, not as language but as knowing. One carries the Gatekeeper's darkness. The other carries the Primogenitor's silver. Together, they're something neither world has ever seen.
"Leah?"
Kael's voice from the dining hall. I close my eyes, letting the knowledge settle into my bones. How do I tell him? Three thousand years of loneliness, and now—two heartbeats. Two futures. Two reasons to survive whatever comes next.
"Coming," I call back.
I walk toward the door, hand still resting on my belly. The castle breathes around us. The door in the sky hums its dark-silver song. And inside me, two seeds pulse with the rhythm of a new world.
Seed.
The word echoes in my mind. Not just a beginning. A promise.
That tonight, when I tell him, the look in his eyes will be worth every scar.