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Evadne’s brow furrowed at his words, her jaw tightening as she absorbed the mention of drained corpses. Foolish creatures. Reckless, gluttonous things that could never learn restraint. They would bring ruin to them all. A century of silence, and now knights came sniffing through the woods, to...

Evadne’s lips curved, not quite a smile, not quite a sneer, but something sharp enough to cut all the same. A slender brow lifted as she regarded him, amusement flickering like candlelight in her pale eyes. “Blood drinker?..” she echoed softly. Her brow knit faintly, the performance effortless...

Her lips curved faintly, the expression not quite reaching her eyes at his question about sleep, but she did not answer. Evadne tilted her head, watching him eat as though she were trying to recall the sensation herself, though the smell of the roasted venison turned her stomach, but it was his...

Evadne’s head lifted at the sound of his voice, muffled by stone, yet she heard it as clearly as if he stood beside her. The mortal’s pulse had slowed into sleep hours ago, and she had listened to its rhythm like a lullaby she could never follow into dreams. Now it was quickening again, the...

The door closed softly behind her, sealing him in the warmth of his chamber and her in the quiet chill of the corridor. For a long moment, Evadne stood there, hand resting against the wood as if she could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat through it. It had been so long. Years, decades...

Evadne lingered in the doorway, one hand resting lightly on the frame, her figure outlined by the fire’s glow. Shadows moved about her as if reluctant to let her go, pooling at her feet and crawling up the walls in long, languid tendrils toward him before she pulled them back again. For a...

Evadne’s gaze lingered on him a moment longer, the firelight catching in her pale eyes and casting fleeting shadows across her high cheekbones. She let the faintest sigh escape her, almost inaudible, like the brushing of silk against stone. "Hm.." she smiled. "A light these halls have not seen...

Evadne’s lips curved faintly at his offer, a flicker of surprise, then amusement, then something softer. “How very chivalrous,” she murmured, the words almost a sigh. “A coat for me..” She tilted her head, studying him as though she’d never seen such a creature before. She hadn't in such a...

“Yes, yes, rest assured, someone will tend to your horse,” she promised smoothly. Her tone carried the weight of certainty, though there was no bell rung, no servant summoned. And while his weary eyes wandered over the faded grandeur of the hall, candelabras weeping wax, curtains heavy with...

The knight’s bow was almost quaint, his gaze fixed anywhere but on her. Evadne let the corner of her mouth lift, faint and sharp, as if she were in on some private joke. She trailed one finger along the rim of her wine cup, her pale eyes following the tremble of the horse beyond him, then...

The knock at the great oak doors of the manor shivered through the empty halls, startling the lone candle by which Evadne sat. She stilled, cup of dark wine poised in her hand, head tilted to listen. A man’s voice. Worn, desperate, yet steady still.. She heard more than his words. The groan of...

The shadow’s head tilted slightly at Dante’s laughter, its eyes narrowing in a way that hinted at either consideration or scrutiny. The chest of the form rose and fell with a sharp huff, though no air escaped its lips. "And what exactly is it that you want from me and my talents?" the shadow...

The shadow seemed to breathe, though it required no air. Its chest rose and fell with exasperation, and though it had no eyes, its gaze clearly shifted, watching the younger man's movements, then again to the prism light. And then those eyes that were not there, narrowed. "Well, given how...

The words of a dead language spilled quietly from her lips, the pendant she wore radiating a pleasant warmth against her chest, and her own shadow detached from her feet, slipping away like an ink spill. Evadne watched as it moved with purpose toward the building, disappearing inside with an...

She had indeed found them. Evadne's skills in shadow magic made her an unrivaled tracker, blending seamlessly into the darkness, stalking her targets with the grace and silence of a born predator. She had trailed Rupert effortlessly, watching his demise with cold detachment. From there, she...