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Kylorian   Around the corner and at the end of the hall, I waited with my back pressed into resin-coated obsidian and listened as Tanwadur’s roaring voice echoed from Raimie’s resting place. He hadn’t wasted much time getting here, but I’d still spent every ...

Raimie   These damn robes were extraordinarily heavy. After Ring finished smoothing out an unseen crease in their length, she stepped back, wrinkling her nose. “Are you sure you won’t let me add some color to your cheeks?” she asked. She'd entered my room ...

Raimie   When I accepted Shadowsteal’s offered grip, the world crawled to a stand-still, which I’d half-expected. Everything else, I had not.  Ele suffused the hall of worship—in the walls, the floor, the air—and I could see every speck of it. Scattered spl...

Raimie   I’d almost caught up when the stranger stopped, slumping. “I wondered if you’d detect me,” she said. Nope. Not going to comment on that one. “Who are you?” I snapped. “Did you set the fires?” “No, I didn’t.” Turning, the stranger revealed a smi...

Eledis   Why does the heart betray us so? Even when we know better, it returns, like a hopeless addict, to the one person we can never have. At least it's good for business. -Delia, Madam of The Innocent Angels, Misfar, minor Principality of the Southern K...

Rhylix   Getting Raimie into bed had required far too much pleading and cajoling, but somehow, I’d managed it, despite the sheer number of people who’d been crying out for help in the dining hall. The healer in me had been loath to abandon so many men and wo...

Rhylix   Raimie's monotone demand to leave his splinter be echoed in the room around me. I stopped my swing just short of Chaos, gritting my teeth to resist what was compelling me to finish the strike. Beside me, Creation popped into existence, apparently su...

Wife, It is done. Our spy, our Emir, is in position, and I am become nothing more than an escort. First, I delivered beloved Illasaya, perhaps the only woman who holds the power and sympathy needed to free the Esela from human domination, and now, our son has...

Raimie After a solid month of resting in bed, I was quite finished with lying around, thank you! Hand in hand with Nylion, I strolled to my next meeting while Thumb trailed me with a happy hum.  Of my injuries, only a slight limp continued to plague me, bu...

Raimie When Nylion and I reached the gardens, the Sun was kissing the skyline. Thumb took up watch on the outskirts of Elisk’s mini forest, there to keep unwanted intruders at bay. I headed for the gardens’ cliff side, in the opposite direction of the Matv...

Raimie   The journey was much shorter this time. In the last month, I’d made it many times when Rhylix hadn’t been around. Always when my friend hadn’t been looking. When Ren and I stumbled out of the shadows and a burning freeze greeted us, however, I knew...

King of Auden   2nd of Fourth, 3476 Since my father’s death involved much more frothing at the mouth, convulsing, and other symptoms associated with arsenic ingestion than I’d originally thought, whoever is in charge of my safety has decided that I need a s...

King of Auden   11th of Third, 3478 Forget my doubts. Forget my bravado. The enemy is indeed a primeancer, and Auden is doomed. We joined him in combat on the Lyzencroft-Matvai border. I thought the battle would be simple. The soldiers had their orders to ...

Rhylix   A Daevetch bolt streaked over my head at such a narrow margin that my hair rustled in its wake. Raimie followed his magical attack with a more conventional one, swinging Silverblade at my vulnerable legs. Grinning, I leapt over the attack, using wh...

Raimie   Again, Nessaira attacked me with her tiny crossbow, so intent on the fight that she ended up aiming at her students, and I gritted my teeth, only moving a fraction of an inch so that the bolt wouldn’t puncture my throat. It embedded in my shoulder i...

The pressure in my head relented a few hours and several ink cartridges later. I should probably start rationing my writing time, seeing as how I had a limited supply of paper and ink, but after everything I’d experienced, I’d needed time… not here. As I fold...

The retaining wall that held Colavar aloft served as a detractor for anyone who might want to invade the citadel. Standing at its base, I couldn’t help but feel like a speck of dust before its size, even knowing that induced feeling was one of its primary purp...

My first clue about what I’d find at home was mussed snow. I’d gotten used to my widened prints and the delicate press of rabbits’ paws, but those two types of marks were all I’d seen in the forest. Until today. Frowning, I crouched beside this new trail. A ...

Tracking the strangers was more difficult than I’d anticipated. I’d learned how to recognize the impression of rabbit feet in the snow, but these people, dozens of pounds heavier, had left no trace of their passage. I didn’t know how that was possible, and the...

A horse had kicked me in the chest. That was the only explanation for why my lungs were crying with every breath I took or why my ribs, my goddamn bones, were aching as though beset with a fever. It would also explain why my stomach was bouncing off of a surfa...