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Pneria gave him a mystified look, eyes lingering on his back until he had disappeared behind the door. Then, she drifted through the chamber, as if sleepwalking. This might as well be taking place in her mind and not reality, for all that reality seemed to throw her off-balance. Like a...

Swept along by Petrus' guiding hand, Pneria walked through the marbled halls of House Iskandar, matching his elegant stride. She still balked at his touch, though her mouth parted slightly at the bow of servants, staring at their formal reverence with incredulity. She had experienced respect...

With the demon slain, lying in pale pieces and bleeding out its horrible, glowing puss into the cistern, the sounds of violent combat receded. The last of the wraiths were being fought down by the mixed group of Yaegirs, city guard and Iskandar soldiery. Alicia saw her cue to leave. She bolted...

A guarded furrow was painted on her brow, though her grip on the cloth relented. Did she dare believe someone had her best interests at heart? The world had done nothing but prove otherwise so far. Her stomach had twisted and turned into a bundle of knots throughout this exchange. She didn't...

"You want me . . . to stay?" Pure incomprehension marred her face. With the implied tone, she felt she would be safer sleeping under a bridge or in an alleyway than here. "It's a bold thing to let a prigger sleep under your roof, you know." Alicia pushed back the chair, slowly standing up...

Alicia shrugged her shoulder free - carefully, like one might extricate themselves from a thorny bush. She tried to concentrate on the paper, but it was difficult to focus with him looming behind her. All her nerves and danger signals were tingling with him standing behind her chair, touching...

Alicia looked back into burning coals of his gaze, her forehead furrowed with concern. From one hungry patron to another. If nothing else, counting on this one's protection against the wrath of Velin Deal had more odds of success than coming crawling back to him after her failed burglary. There...

Alicia's stared after Drystan. It was a bold challenge, unlikely to be tested. But certainly, he seemed to trust in his own skills. She tensed up as Petrus sat down, her previous smirk and faint relaxation evaporating. When Petrus spoke, she tore her gaze away from the door, forcing herself to...

Alicia pensively watched the glass fill with wine, crimson like liquid garnet. She scrunched up her nose at the unfamiliar scent of cologne - sharp and chemical. Picking up the glass at length, all five fingers curled around it like it was a mug, she glanced up at him with suspicion. "Thanks."...

Living darkness sheared through the pale flesh of the monster, separating clavicle from ribcage, three arms from their shoulders and half the creature's face. As Afanas' heavy boots crashed on stone, dislodged limbs plopped into the waters around him. Its string of magical words ended on a high...

The stone from Karskgorak smashed into the creature - and it swatted off the block with its remaining arm not dedicated to gripping the column or working its spell, breaking bone. It snarled wetly as the stone crashed into the bottom of the cistern. The creature slipped down the column a little...

Alicia gawped at Drystan. He seemed like someone appearing out of a dream rather than reality. Perfect teeth, skin, hair . . . She wondered how much it cost to have a handsome servant on hand. Even stranger was it to be called 'Your Grace.' She was about to pinch herself. "Err, no . . ...

The chest closed with a resounding clap, nearly clipping Gnurlie's fingers. His look of amusement curdled into drooping worry, seeming to age a decade or so in a few moments. The orcish guardian subtly traced her brown-green fingers down to her axe... The tension rippled through Alicia...