Though the beautiful sights before him were unseen, the warm kiss of the sun shined down upon Alistair Krixus, whose dull grey was hidden by a protective pair of glasses. His face failed to hide the slight annoyance from their delay. They should have already arrived by now, but either these...
Vel Anir - The Keep of Anir
These events always made her wonder. Where would the knife come from?
One of the servants perhaps.
Maybe a passing royal with a poisoned needle. It was hard to tell. In Vel Anir you could be talking to the kindest old woman one moment and the next she would at your...
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