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Chapter 4 – Certified Sorceress
"Groff'fuffbar nark buffra." Vyriz's pronunciation was so bad that it could probably even pass for deliberate poetry among goblins. "Groff'fu-ffar," Jacob corrected automatically, leaning his head against Vyriz's shoulder. The embroidered cushions they lounged on were pleasantly cool against his bare calf, one of the few parts of his body his simple wrap-around dress didn't cover. "More saliva on the second F. Imagine spitting out a particularly tough mushroom." "Charming." Vyriz grimaced. "And that…-
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"If you don't take your arm off me right now," she hissed quietly enough so as not to wake the sleeping women around her, "you won't have it for much longer." Benderast froze. "I just thought-" "You thought? Is that so?" Shaelith turned her head just enough to give him a withering look. Her lavender eyes shimmered dangerously in the dim firelight. "I doubt it. What were you thinking? That it was a good idea to get it on with me in between a dozen traumatized women who have just been rescued from a goblin…
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Chapter 16 – Supply and Demand
Shaelith stood in the guest quarters and looked at the motley crew standing before her with exactly the same feeling she always had when she sent one of the problem students off to take the Sorceress exam. If you were unlucky, you were seeing them for the last time. "So, once again," she said in Tulvian, her arms crossed in front of her chest. "You only speak when you are directly addressed. You don't stare at anyone, especially not the Matriarchs. You don't make demands, you don't issue challenges, and…-
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Chapter 28 – Pride of the Lake
The Warlock moved into the final battle, throwing everything he had left into the fight, and that was no small amount. His remaining arm swung the mace in wide, devastating arcs. Crimson runes flickered along the weapon, no longer glowing steadily, but stuttering like a light bulb about to burn out, but with each flash, a shockwave was released that shattered furniture and knocked Shaeravyn soldiers and sorceresses off their feet. Even Shaelith had to pick herself up again. The Warlock did not try to…-
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The Warlock still lay where he had fallen. No one had moved him. But his helmet had slipped from his head in death, revealing his ordinary human face. Narrow, unremarkable, and unkempt, with three-day stubble and dark circles under his eyes. He actually looked more like an exhausted accountant than someone who commanded a goblin army, drove four peoples to war, and committed countless massacres. The kind of person whose neighbors would later report on television that they had no idea. Shaelith looked…
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Chapter 32 – Departure
The letter bore the seal of the Grevue dynasty, a crowned griffin on midnight blue wax, so flawlessly embossed that Shaelith could see the individual feathers in the imprint of the signet ring. Laenre had already opened it. The parchment lay before her on the obsidian table, and the Matriarch was anything but enthusiastic. Benderast stood upright next to Shaelith and was, for once, relatively quiet, for which she was grateful. Behind them, leaning against the wall, was a banner pole hastily fashioned by…-
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Chapter 33 – Glory Road
It took five days for Shaelith to realize she was bored, and then a few more moments before she realized that this was, in fact, an almost unheard-of luxury. Not too long ago, but still right in the middle of the then ongoing war, when they had been on their way north, the land they had traveled through had still been gripped by a grim atmosphere and they had to be constantly on guard. Now it feels more like a country outing. That morning, they had passed the first returnees. A handful of families…-
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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 23 – Strange Bedfellows
The drizzle had now turned into a steady patter that was slowly soaking Shaelith. She stood in front of Benderast's tent like an idiot, considering what to do. In her hand she held her sleeping roll, which had already taken on a darker hue, and water dripped from the tips of her braids. I could sleep under a tree. Or build a shelter out of branches and leaves. Or just stand here and freeze to death out of pure stubbornness, she thought, sneezing. Objectively speaking, all of these options were stupider…-
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The gatehouse of Bomfrey Castle had only one well-guarded passageway, but as many as three officials who managed it. The first compared their names to a list on an extremely long parchment scroll. The second then checked to see if the first had chosen the correct names, and the third kept a detailed record of the proper conduct of the verification process. I'll bet that if we come back in a year, there'll be four people sitting here, and the fourth one will be checking to see if the other three are…
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