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Nym’s breath hitched as Settra’s lips met hers, his whispered words sending a thrill down her spine. The tension of the moment, the weight of their shared burdens, dissolved in the heat of their closeness. Her hands moved of their own accord, sliding up the coarse fabric of his clothing, feeling...

Nym’s body ached with every kick, her limbs heavy as lead, the salt stinging her eyes and throat. The sea had nearly taken her, and her strength was rapidly fading, but her instincts—her will to survive—kept her moving, kept her fighting to stay afloat. Her ears filled with the rush of water and...

Nym hovered above the battlefield, the great Lamassu's wings slicing through the air with effortless grace. The creature’s lion body rippled with strength beneath her, its eyes focused and vigilant, scanning the horizon like a sentry. From her vantage point, the world below seemed distant, the...

Nym hit the unforgiving sea with a force that knocked the breath from her lungs. The impact sent a shockwave of pain through her back, and she gasped involuntarily, taking in a mouthful of bitter saltwater instead of air. Her world spun as water closed over her head, and she was swallowed by the...

Nym let herself be held in Settra's embrace, the warmth of his body offering a temporary reprieve from the cold reality of her decisions. His words wrapped around her like a protective shield, a promise of unwavering loyalty that she both needed and feared. 'I am yours..' 'I will not betray...

Varsa was a small, though wealthy city. It boasted an army that, while outnumbered by Nymeasha’s forces, was quite renowned for its exceptional training. Her spies had reported a significant contingent of minotaurs among their ranks too, formidable warriors who could turn the tide of any battle...

Nym's fingers lingered on Settra's shoulder, his words cutting through her thoughts, the mention of Medja a reminder of the wider repercussions of her actions. Yet, in this moment, all she could focus on was the man before her, the one who had carried out her commands without question. "Perhaps...

She had just loosed another arrow into the docks when she felt something whip passed her. An arrow, a big one, and close. Far too close. Nym banked quickly, pulling Tavros away until she could set her sights on the one who'd fired at her. The answer came all-too-quickly however, as another of...

Nym sneered as her arrow collided with a barrier, her venomous gaze searching below for the one who held it. She drew another arrow from her quiver and nocked it with swift precision. As the Lamassu dove towards the docks, she fired one shot, then another, aiming for strategic points to wreak...

Nym stood motionless. Expressionless. Her mind reeled from the swift and brutal execution of her council members as she stared down at the trophies at her feet. The weight of her decision pressed heavily on her shoulders, a burden that she had never anticipated bearing. She had wielded death as...

She could hear the commotion from here, her fingers gripping the edge of the windowsill so tightly her knuckles paled. The distant sounds of chaos and conflict reached her, mingling with the panicked shouts and clash of steel. Her heart pounded in her chest, a furious rhythm matching the tumult...

The Sultana of Salitra had eyes everywhere, and so she was swiftly made aware of black sails on her horizon. The air in the Council chambers was already heavy with tension when the Captain of the Guard brought the news to her. Her slender fingers clenched the armrests of her seat, her gaze...

Her gut twisted as he reminded her of his devotion. She had never doubted that, and later, when she was calmer, she'd remind herself to tell him so, but right now her pride was too badly bruised to offer words of reassurance and comfort. Nym had not truly understood her father's mind until she...

His reaction was a poisoned spike to the heart, but she too was quick to steel her expression as she watched him kneel before her. "Don't do that. Don't turn this around and make me a monster - I have every right to be angry. I did not ask you to kneel." she hissed irritably, still pacing as she...

Nym tensed with the urge to fight the moment she felt his hand on her arm, but she didn't need to fight him, she knew that. Still, she snatched her arm away and set her glare on his face. "I don't need gifts, Settra. I need to prove that I am capable of my title, that I can do everything that I...