“I’ll pay twice— no thrice as much.” Orion strides to where I’m sitting I jump when he goes down on his knees at my feet, “Young lord, what are you doing? Please get up.” He doesn’t. Instead, he takes both my hands in his. “I’ll take you home. I’m sick of that stupid water, and the house of moon,
“Talking to Francis about your contract.” He grins “You one day career as a courtesan was a huge hit.” “Lucky me.” I roll my eyes “So this means it’s not the church doing this, but some cult. If it’s about some kind of drug, does that mean it’s not a curse?” “The festival is in two days.” Zen says
“I can’t believe you guys went to the Yivera district without us.” In the drill halls, Cassain and Gabriel are brooding in one corner. Outside in the courtyard, Derik is cutting through a barrage of arrows Arryn shoots with his twin axes. Lukas and I are sitting cross legged on the veranda floor, m
A grim air settles on our group. “I still don’t like it,” Cassain crosses his arms “Are you sure you want to handle the Lycans on your own? Just one last time caused us over twenty causalities of trained warriors.” That’s another thing that makes tonight an anxious one. All the people we’ve arran
He’s already turning, going for the ladder. My heart sinks to my stomach, nervousness and agitation crunching my lungs. He’s doing it again. The same thing he’s been doing for the last two days. The words are out of my mouth before I can think of better ones; “Why are you running?” Zen stills in
“I can’t feel my fingers.” It’s been a whooping two hours since Arryn and I took this post and nothing has happened yet except for both of us getting closer to freezing to death. Above us, dark clouds have covered the sky, and the cold wind is picking up. “Obviously.” Arryn says, scribbling someth
Outside the town hall, there’s absolute chaos. People are rushing everywhere. I spot the uniform of the first order soldiers in the fray, but my eyes swim over the crowd. There’s no lycan where the screaming man was standing. Only a mess of blood remains. My vision goes past that and to the alley
The sounds of the festival are deafeningly loud. Sitting cross-legged on top of one of the taller inns in the market square, I look down at the people laughing and chattering below without a care in the world. Whatever else I can say about the Crown’s safety measures for the Empire, they’ve done a