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Chapter 37 – Roles
"It has been decided," explained Tancred, leading them past the half-finished jousting arena, "that, for reasons of time and practicality, the Trial of Reclamation will be incorporated into the Concord Tourney." Shaelith would have laughed out loud if it hadn't been so exasperating. Nothing here among this ridiculous bunch of ceremony-lovers ever happened quickly. "But it basically boils down to a duel between them, doesn't it?" she asked impatiently. "Benderast against Gwilet." "Essentially, yes.…-
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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 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 39 – Lousy Fletchers
Archery, that much was clear, was not one of Benderast's strengths. Shaelith sat on a barrel at the edge of the makeshift archery range Thaelon had set up and watched the pitiful spectacle that had been unfolding for the past three days. At the other end of the clearing stood three straw targets that Grimbart had crafted under Thaelon's guidance. The targets themselves were largely intact. The ground in front of them, beside them, and a good distance behind them, however, was heavily littered with…-
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Chapter 50 – The Joust
The knightly tournaments Shaelith herself had seen in movies or TV shows in her previous life had been rather gray-brown, muddy affairs. The sun-drenched tournament field in Bomfrey, on the other hand, looked as if a burst piñata had vomited its multicolored contents all over the stands. Countless knights, practically glittering in their colorful armor, and thousands of frenetically cheering, equally colorful commoners shimmered before her eyes. Although they wear a lot of clothes and cover almost…-
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Chapter 40 – Surprisingly Good
The College of Heralds took its sweet time announcing the results of the first trial. The heralds stepped up to the scoreboards, compared their notes, compared them a second time, whispered, nodded, shook their heads, and compared them once more. Shaelith waited impatiently. Given how long they always take for everything they do, you'd think humans lived significantly longer. Grimbart stood beside her with his arms crossed and was already snorting contemptuously again as he watched the heralds at…-
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Chapter 51 – A Man of His Words
Benderast took his injury surprisingly well, even though he hadn't quite recovered yet. Nevertheless, he was already standing with Grimbart on the field, where they engaged in a training bout. Grimbart had decided to take part in the melee himself the next day. "Someone has to watch Benderast's back," he had said. Of course, Shaelith wasn't much help in that regard. She wasn't a swordswoman, and her sorcery had no place in such a competition. She had taken care of Benderast, changed his bandages, and…-
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Chapter 52 – Confess
Gaudbert rushed ahead, and Shaelith followed barefoot. The entire castle was deserted because everyone was already down on the tournament field. "Damn it, my armor," Gaudbert gasped as they were almost across the courtyard, and he was about to turn back. "We don't have time for that now!" Shaelith gave him a nudge, and he started moving again. After they passed through the castle gate and went down the stairs to the field, their paths parted as Shaelith turned toward the nobles' stands and…-
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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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Obelaine's desperate cry had caused Frambert to hesitate. The tip of his sword trembled as it rested against Benderast's throat. "Obelaine, no," Frambert croaked. "That… that's not true. Gwilet warned me that you'd say that. You've convinced yourself that this guy saved you, that… that you love him, that… so you can bear the fact that he… what he did to you…" Oh, for fuck's sake, I don't know if I've ever encountered a more despicable worm than Gwilet. Gwilet hadn't just spun a web of…
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