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Destined By The Goddess 8
Early in the morning, still at dusk, Aznar gently stroked the girl on the cheek. Deja did not immediately realize that this was not a dream. "I'll miss you," the man whispered and kissed her on the ear. Then Deya dozed off again and did not hear him leave.Then I woke up when it was light. Because it's cold. Beria slept next to him, on his back, arms outstretched. His chest heaved steadily.The girl froze, afraid to wake him up, although the dream was strong. She took a moment to look at the man closely, without blushing or taking her eyes off his jokes.Her red hair fell loosely over the white pillow. The werewolf had very beautiful features, especially now, while relaxed. A straight nose, strong-willed chin, long curled eyelashes that also shine with copper. Deya even found a couple of freckles on her cheeks. Clear cheekbones, sensual lips. Tattoos on the chest and shoulders, slightly convex, similar to the ligature of ancient runes.Deamara propped herself up on her elbows, loomin
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Around everything was covered with a veil of fog. There was a small depression here and it rose almost to the shoulders. The rustle was repeated on the right. Turning around, she saw nothing again. Maybe it's a wild animal?Slowly, trying to step as quietly as possible, she backed away towards the castle. She tripped over an invisible root and almost fell. And then I saw him.First, a dark silhouette in the mist that slowly moved straight towards her. Then he gradually took on flesh. Red skin color with dark stripes, familiar green eyes. A huge tiger gently stepped on the ground, not taking the girl's creepy gaze. Moisture hung in drops on the muzzle, mustache and sides, and traces of damp earth remained in some places on the white paws.With a convulsive sigh, Deamara turned around and, no longer hiding, ran towards the castle. The noise behind her spurred her on even more, giving strength and speed, but the beast overtook her after a couple of moments. A powerful blow to the back -
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Emberg (capital of the Markats)Councilor Kertan was angry. It was felt in every movement of the elderly man. The way he walked abruptly, adjusting his collar every now and then, the way he looked at the servants who were in a hurry to evaporate out of his way. The adviser was rarely out of sorts, but if he was angry, heads could roll. Therefore, anyone who knew him well would hasten to lie low for a while.He was just seeing off the Sovereign, assuring that the capital was under his personal protection, when the servant gave him a report. And now Kertan could hardly control himself.Own daughter, stupid and reckless, planted a pig. And to deal with this to him, Kertan. And, God forbid, stay alive.-Lara! the adviser yelled as he approached his daughter's room and jerked open the door.A tall, statuesque girl sat by the mirror, braiding her thick copper hair. Her dress was of luxurious brocade with silver embroidery, and a necklace of opals shimmered around her neck. Beautiful green e
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The autumn forest smelled of dampness and rotten leaves. Despite the cool weather, Aznar put on only a linen shirt and thin pants. The man walked barefoot, stepping inaudibly like a big cat. The red scythe swayed in time with his steps, slapping him on the back as the markat jumped over the roots of the trees. Deya involuntarily admired these deft, measured movements. And did not notice how they went to the cliff."Be careful," the man warned, raising his hand.The girl came closer and gasped with delight: the slope abruptly went down into a rocky cliff. Fog floated in wisps below, and the splashing of water was heard. Flocks of small birds resembling swallows hovered over it, chasing each other.-There is a lake, - Aznar explained. - Very cold. And a lot of fish.The man turned to the girl, ran his hand over her cheek, brushing a strand of hair out of her loose braid. Deya was braiding hastily, and now her hair began to slowly unravel.Why did you leave the castle? Beria told me.He
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Sharaam, city of magiciansEndy swayed measuredly in the saddle. The clothes were still damp from the recent heavy rain, and there were smudges and dirt stains on the boots and trousers. His back was numb, his legs were buzzing, and his neck was unbearably itchy. On the road in autumn it is very unpleasant, he had already forgotten that. The man adjusted his collar, looked ahead, and sighed. The forest thinned out considerably, and the road became wider and better. But most importantly, the city walls appeared ahead.Made of dark gray flat stone, tall and gloomy. Narrow towers, over the peaks of which red lights burn, gloomy guards in black robes.The city of magicians, Sharaam, greeted the guests unfriendly. Endius felt uncomfortable in front of the massive gates of bog oak, soaked in some undeniably magical mixture that gave the dark wood an ashen bluish tint. And when the air around him suddenly thickened and shone with a white light, he shuddered in fright. Fortunately, the white
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Deja woke up because she suddenly felt that there was someone else in the room. She didn't know how and she couldn't explain it. Yes, and there was no time to think about it.Abruptly sitting up in bed and pulling on the covers, the girl met the gaze of her father's spy. He stood by the fireplace, peering into the darkness, and next to him was a woman. Stately and beautiful, in a dark robe, which perfectly hid her in the darkness. Only her eyes glowed slightly in the dark, and some kind of bluish glow also emanated from her open palms.A wave of cold and fear swept through my body. It was the first time Deja had seen a real live magician. And she was afraid that the Markats would wake up and tear them to pieces right on the spot. But the moments dragged on, and the measured breathing of the sleeping men remained even and calm."I put them to sleep," the woman said quietly. She had a soft and pleasant voice, inspiring trust and warmth. “You have nothing to be afraid of."My lady, get r
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The wind grabbed handfuls of bright leaves, played with them, mixed them and threw them to the ground. Enregal was called the fortress city for a reason. He stood on the high bank of the river, surrounded by a powerful fortress wall. The laying was fresh, reliable. The heavy gates opened slowly, the gate creaked strainedly.The warrior next to Deamara touched the reins, forcing the horses under the archway. The two washerwomen followed the procession with indifferent glances and went on. Some thin boy sat on the roof and looked at the soldiers through a paper tube. Other passers-by who got in the way tried to quickly disappear from sight.The warriors stopped at a tall, rich house with turrets and carved doors. Deamare was helped off the horse. The girl was tired, her legs and back ached a little from a long trip. And I was very thirsty.- Here, - one of the men opened the door in front of her, skipping ahead.The house had high ceilings, stained-glass windows made of colored diamonds
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When they reached the castle, Deya trudged inside on trembling legs. Bery wanted to follow her, but Aznar stopped him.- Wait, don't touch her.Deya, under the frightened glances of the servants, entered the castle. The girl was covered in blood: face, hair, hands. The woolen suit is hopelessly ruined: the blood is caked with a crust.The princess walked along the familiar path to the baths. There she took off the dirty cloth that had stuck to her body. I sank into the spring and sat there for a long time, losing track of time. She washed and scrubbed dried blood from her skin and hair, shuddered from the rustling. Unsuccessfully warded off the vision of the dead guard, who was left lying on the floor in Leverius' house, face down. Fantasy boldly drew an empty blank look, a terrible wound on the neck, although in fact the girl saw the body only briefly, and even then - in the dark. The water around the girl gradually turned into a pink hue. Daya winced.She returned only when Arleta c
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