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  1. Settra

    Private Tales Nothing and Everything

    "I..." Settra recoiled, defeated, hurt, but mostly...worried. When had that goal entered Nymeasha's mind? Utter destruction of her "enemies," supremacy of her city...had she always held such aspirations? Settra's visage steeled over, callousing quickly as it ever had. Sometimes the teachings of...
  2. Settra

    Private Tales Nothing and Everything

    The assassin felt as if a knife had been plunged into his gut, but his expression barely shifted. "Please...forgive me, Nymesha. I meant no disrespect. I only thought to give us--both of us--a chance to be close for a time," he tried to explain. He had never intended for this to come off as...
  3. Settra

    Private Tales Nothing and Everything

    Settra cleared his throat. Nym at least seemed amenable to something more. Time to get substantially more wordy than he was used to. "I've been speaking with members of the Council for a while now. The Aspects, especially, but Shadya and several of the Savants as well. I've argued that you work...
  4. Settra

    Private Tales Nothing and Everything

    Settra returned Nym's smile and embrace, happy in knowing that he had done well. If this small gesture was enough to earn a moment of the Nym he knew prior to their return to Salitra, then he was certain that the remainder of his surprise would land the way he had wanted it to. "I am...trying,"...
  5. Settra

    Private Tales Nothing and Everything

    He might've been overstepping his bounds, all things considered, but the hope was that the ends would justify the means. Nym had a way of giving Settra a taste of the ends with every passing interaction the two of them had. A warmth spread through him as she nestled against him and the two moved...
  6. Settra

    Private Tales Nothing and Everything

    Ashen-brown eyes trailed Nymeasha as she stepped out of their room, clocking the more obvious weapons she carried on her person. Settra had never given too much thought to the act of carrying them; blades were an extension of his own body, as the Shifra had always taught him. An assassin without...
  7. Settra

    Private Tales Nothing and Everything

    Settra's lips teased upward into a gentle smile. Emoting still didn't come terribly easy to him these days, but around Nym it felt...well, far more natural than anywhere else. Only she could tease that out of him. He savored every little touch she offered him, be it the graze of her fingers or...
  8. Settra

    Private Tales Nothing and Everything

    The Sultana had already risen--or perhaps had never come to bed. Settra quietly hoped it was not the latter. Her repeated sleepless nights had to have taken a toll on the poor woman. It had to have been a vicious cycle she now found herself in, stress and anxiety robbing her of rest, and that...
  9. Settra

    Private Tales Nothing and Everything

    Blood dripped to the floor, and Settra let out a pained gasp. He couldn't be sure whose it was, least of all it it was his own. He panted as he limped down the hallway, rife with the bodies of the fallen, wincing in pain and able to stand only by the grace of the wall he was leaned against...
  10. Settra

    Private Tales Dawn's Ignition

    Many of the council members looked to each other. Some, namely Ankhhi, Hassam, and Azibo, merely maintained their gazes upon their Sultana. A pregnant silence followed Nym's question. Shadya Khouri would be the first to break that silence. "My lady, if I may...our city is only as strong as its...
  11. Settra

    Private Tales Dawn's Ignition

    Settra assumed his natural place, following his sultana's--his love's--wish to stay by her side. He stood silently, masked as usual, to the right of her throne. The assassin found himself wishing he had any right or place to speak to Nym whilst she assumed this role, but it was not his station...
  12. Settra

    The Empire A gift fit for a Sultana

    Liana's greeting was met with a long, vacant stare. Settra had no social magic--hell, he had no social finesse whatsoever. He was purpose built for one thing and one thing only. It had only been Nym's efforts that had brought him out of that hollow shell. Any hint of hidden malice or false...
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    The Empire A gift fit for a Sultana

    "Of course," The ghost of a smile on Settra's lips stretched a little wider as his charge, his love, gazed up at him. His glancing up and into the room when the guard heralded the next guest was as close as he could come to jumping in surprise as he, too, had forgotten his surroundings...
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    The Empire A gift fit for a Sultana

    Security could wait. Nymeasha noticed Settra's presence and let out a sound of such pure delight, the pure enthusiasm of which he'd not heard beyond a little girl receiving a puppy. It brought a warmth and reassurance to his heart, and the faintest of smiles to his face. He sighed contentedly...
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    The Empire A gift fit for a Sultana

    Time had become something that Settra had precious little of since he had relocated to Salitra alongside Nym. It seemed that, of late, his work drew him ever further from her. In fact, it felt like he'd all but disappeared in recent months as life's various duties had pulled him ever further...