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      Chapter 35 – A Parliament of Flags

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      by Kleo Erili 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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      Chapter 34 – What He Bears

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      by Kleo Erili By now, they were accompanied by a suspicious escort of five knights. They had sent one ahead to announce the banner's arrival. Since their group was traveling on foot and the Tulvians therefore had to lead their horses at a walk pace, their entire procession had a somewhat peculiar solemnity and at the same time they probably looked a bit ridiculous. Whenever one of the knights cast a glance at their motley crew, suspicion returned to his face. But as soon as his gaze wandered further, to the banner on…
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      Chapter 33 – Glory Road

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      by Kleo Erili 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 31 – Two Cultures

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      by Kleo Erili Shaelith loved the night in Myzelemaerlazin, when the bioluminescent glow mushrooms dimmed their intensity and bathed the city in a deep, warm, velvety violet. Even Vyrnara Palace didn't really sleep, but rather slumbered, and in this twilight Shaelith moved silently through the corridor. Behind her lay Benderast, who had been snoring like clockwork for the past hour on the bed he had made for himself on the floor. At least he stuck to that. Honor was hanging outside the door, so Shaelith tried to be…
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      Chapter 26 – Story Engine

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      by Kleo Erili The Warlock led them calmly through the fortress. He had tied Shaelith's hands behind her back and was pulling her and Vyriz behind him on a leash like dogs. Vyriz's eyes were still blindfolded, his mouth still gagged, but he was staying on his feet, and Shaelith tried to stay close enough to him that he knew where she was and didn't accidentally stumble. The Warlock wore a simple linen shirt, dark pants, and supple leather boots that were of good quality but had definitely seen better days. A short…
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      Chapter 23 – Strange Bedfellows

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      by Kleo Erili 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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      Chapter 19 – No Means No

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      by Kleo Erili Shaelith turned and saw Benderast approaching. He smelled of moss wine and his gait was slightly unsteady, but those familiar eyes she knew from another life were shining with anticipation. "So," he said, his voice taking on a tone he probably thought was seductive. "Finally alone." Oh no. He ran his fingers through his curly shoulder-length hair, which might have looked charming on another man, but on Ben it seemed terribly rehearsed, as if he had copied the gesture from a bad soap opera. "You look…
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      Chapter 18 – Terms and Misunderstandings

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      by Kleo Erili Laenre sat on her chair made of woven mycelium, making notes on supply lists with an inscrutable expression. "Mother, you can't be serious." Shaelith stood in front of the polished obsidian desk and had her hands clenched into fists. "Vyriz is chained up at that warlock's fortress, losing fingers as we speak, while I'm supposed to enter into a concubine contract with some idiot?" Laenre looked up from a document and fixed her cool amethyst eyes on Shaelith. "De facto, you have already entered into it…
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      Chapter 32 – Departure

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      by Kleo Erili 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 25 – Inside the Fortress

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      by Kleo Erili Shaelith counted how many steps they took. Not for tactical reasons, because Thaelon was better at keeping track of the distances they covered than she was. He simply seemed to have a natural feel for it. No, she counted to calm herself, to give her mind something to do that would distract her from the seven Rynalazel assassins that someone had slaughtered as if it were nothing. Fifty-three, fifty-four, fifty-five... The passageway rose. Slowly at first, then noticeably, and the air became less stuffy.…
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