riley

The bedouin canvas stretched high above the small arena in the ruins of the Forbidden City. While it may have cut back some on the harsh sun of Amol-Kalit, it did nothing to actually cool the air. And arena was a generous term. Just a large square patch with some rugs piled across the...

"Will you please stop squirming so much," she tutted as she fixed the dark green dress that barely fit around Kaius' chest. "I'm not happy either," she scowled, dressed in a very pink-frilly gown. With heels. And white satin gloves. Gods, she hated it. "We need to sneak into the ball and...

“Did you hear the news?” Thorn canted his head to the side. The youngest elf in their little band. Riley’s head swiveled for him. “What?” “There was a revolution in Vel Anir. Dreadlords fighting dreadlords. Heard things have changed.” “Holy fuk,” Riley breathed, shifting on her horse as they...

"Kaius!" Fingers dug into the mane of her black horse. Teeth grit in her mouth. Trees and branches whipped past their faces. Charcoal hair flew wildly behind her. Kaius had proven he certainly knew how to irk her. Sometimes even more than Arwyl. But the elven man had the NERVE to grab HER...