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Chapter 25 – Inside the Fortress
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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Chapter 24 – Hidden Passage
From their hidden position, they thoroughly observed the fortress, hoping to get some idea of how they could get inside. When Mirrsoss returned from her second reconnaissance flight, her moth wings were still a little damp from the clouds she had hidden in to avoid detection. She landed fairly silently between them. Her compound eyes glimmered in the pale light. "The main gates are heavily guarded," she reported breathlessly. "At least forty to fifty goblins at each entrance, and they change regularly.…-
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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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Chapter 22 – The Crossing
The river was a problem. Shaelith stood on the bank and watched the rushing waters tumbling through the rocky riverbed below them. Recent rains had turned the stream into a raging monster, carrying tree trunks and debris as if they were nothing. And where there had once been a bridge, probably not too long ago, only a few stone pillars now protruded from the water. The rest lay scattered on the bank as a field of debris. Some beams were half sunk in the mud, others had become entangled in the bushes, but…-
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Chapter 21 – The Way North
The gates of Myzelemaerlazin were already an hour behind them when Shaelith was finally able to think clearly again. The finger. Vyriz's finger. With the word "COME" carved into the skin like an invitation to a damn dinner party. She marched silently at the head of the group, mechanically putting one foot in front of the other, while her anxious thoughts were with Vyriz. The landscape around them gradually changed, and the phosphorescent mushroom columns of the Shaeravyn heartlands gave way to wild fern…-
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Chapter 20 – The Morning After
The light from the bioluminescent fungi on the ceiling of the grotto Myzelemaerlazin was located in, was just gradually transitioning into the daytime phase when Shaelith was awakened by the muffled sound of the room door opening. Last night's dream immediately came back to her. The pulsating mycelium network, Zinvere's strange braid, and that powerful, ancient presence she had sensed. But she was torn from her thoughts when Belyssere slipped in silently, apparently to bring Benderast and her a pot of…-
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Chapter 19 – No Means No
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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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 17 – The Impossible Bid
"I want her." For three heartbeats, there was absolute silence. The kind of silence that occurs when an entire room full of people tries to comprehend whether they just heard correctly, the kind of silence that screamed, "Did he really just say that?" Surprisingly, it was Xarini Rynalazel who broke the silence. She was, of course, no friend of House Vyrnara, let alone Shaelith herself, but like most Shaeravyn, she had very definite ideas about the superiority of the Shaeravyn over other races, especially…-
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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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