55 Results in the "Designated Love Interest" category
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Chapter 5 – Emergency Session
"No, Araphylle, the third line must curve inwards." Jacob corrected the shaky line of Mycelial ink on the girl's forearm with a stroke of his finger. "Think of it like a funnel that catches light." Eight little faces of Vyrnara girls stared at him, their purple foreheads in identical wrinkles of effort. The youngest was just six, the oldest ten. All of them were in various stages of 'I-want-to-be-a-powerful-sorceress' fever. They're so god damn cute. Jacob suppressed a smile. Just like me back then.…-
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Chapter 49 – Sir Fisto
"What do you mean, you don't need armor?" she asked, dumbfounded. "You can't go into the joust without armor, can you?" Benderast shoveled porridge into his mouth with relish. "Technically, I do have some armor." He patted his linen shirt. "I get ten armor points for 'unarmored.'" "Are you nuts?" Shaelith shook her head. "You need full plate armor with a visor and everything." "But heavy armor like that is terribly slow, and I have Agility as my secondary stat." Why am I even still surprised by…-
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Chapter 48 – Undaunted
She really had to talk to Gaudbert now, to find out more about Prince Frambert and how the nobility of the Triarchy thought about Prince Gwilet's conspiracy narrative. For once, he didn't seem to be with the ladies behind the horse pasture, so Shaelith decided to try her luck at the castle itself. "Stop!" the man at the gatehouse called out to her. "I have to check if you're authorized to enter." Afraid I'm a siege weapon in disguise? "Are there many Shaeravyn noblewomen currently staying in…-
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Chapter 47 – Generous Mood
Just as they had suspected, Prince Gwilet went all out for the Trial of Largesse. Early that morning, a long procession of ox-drawn carts loaded with sacks of grain rolled through the alleys of Bomfrey toward the market square. Prince Gwilet sat on the lead cart, waving graciously to the crowd. With the value of the rings on his hand alone, he could probably have filled several more carts with grain. In the market square, the sacks were slit open, and Grevue servants shoveled the grain into the…-
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Chapter 46 – Cold Feet
The harlots' tents and a few wagons were set up at the very edge of the tent city, next to a horse pasture that bordered a dirt road. The trade was highly scandalous in Tulvian society, but reluctantly tolerated. Since it was obviously impossible to ban it entirely, a tacit compromise had apparently been reached: it would take place as far out of sight as possible. Of course, it has to be far enough away to allow people to pretend they know nothing about it, but close enough that they can find their way…-
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Chapter 45 – The Trial of Faith
The Forge of Bomfrey boasted quite impressive architecture. For humans, at least. Above what back in Shaelith's and Benderast's old world would have been called an altar and which here took the stylized form of an anvil, sat a large round window. It was designed so that, in every season, the morning sun could be seen shining through it, falling upon the polished, blackened steel of the altar-anvil. Grimbart looked at the anvil with some displeasure. "I bet that thing has never been struck by a…-
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Chapter 44 – Coaching in Heresy
Right after getting up, Grimbart had already enthusiastically set about turning Mirrsoss' egg into an omelet. He served it well-seasoned with bread and fried bacon. Benderast accepted his plate with a beaming smile and started shoveling the food in right away. "I love Egg Night," he announced with his mouth full. "I mean, the result, that is." He glanced cautiously over at Shaelith. Mirrsoss sat next to Shaelith with her wings loosely folded, nibbling on her bread. Her antennae turned toward her.…-
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Chapter 43 – Love in Thoughts
The next morning, they sat around the cooking fire, and Grimbart handed out porridge to them. Shaelith waited until everyone had a bowl and Honor had finished commenting on the sunrise. Then she recounted what Gaudbert had told her while they were dancing. "And I guess I'm the cunning witch in the story," she concluded. "Right after that, he had to, um, make a quick exit." Mirrsoss's antennae twitched at the mere memory. "So… do you think the nice, chubby knight was telling the truth?" "All in…-
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Chapter 42 – Revealing Revelling
"Lady Shaelith?" Sir Gaudbert straightened up from his elegant bow and tilted his head. Shaelith barely heard him, as she was still staring intently at the servant carrying the poisoned wine, who was just passing behind Gaudbert and continuing straight toward Benderast. Gaudbert turned, followed her gaze, and saw the servant with the lone cup of wine on his tray. "Oh," he said cheerfully. "Wine!" And before Shaelith could even react, he had stepped into the servant's path, snatched the cup from…-
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Chapter 41 – The Court of Love
The body was found floating in the moat around dawn. Shaelith stood with the others at the edge of a large crowd of people that had already gathered despite the early hour, watching as two guards pulled the soaked body out of the moat. Meanwhile a third guard struggled to push the onlookers back, with limited success. The dead man was a stocky, middle-aged man with calloused hands and a leather apron that the water had stained almost black. "Oh, Forge Father, have mercy! That's Master Aufrey," a…-
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