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Forty-nineA Chapter by IsemayThe goddess’ words resonated in his mind and Cyran couldn’t pull himself out of their contemplation. Imos was the god of justice, righteou.. |
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FiftyA Chapter by IsemaySyreilla walked silently next to Kyrilla. The tale of the year spent as an unpaid maid had sparked questions and the girl had been incensed at some of.. |
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Fifty-oneA Chapter by Isemay“Why does my Syreilla need me to fetch the stone? She has always brought them to you, Divinity.” Vezar’s brow furrowed.“There .. |
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Fifty-twoA Chapter by IsemayFolding his arms across his bare chest, Kwes inspected his still pruny hands, “It wouldn’t be so bad if it were only the pretty girls I ha.. |
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Fifty-threeA Chapter by IsemaySyr woke to cursing in the hall and Kaduil muttering under his breath, his face still pressed to the center of her chest.“I think they’re .. |
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Fifty-fourA Chapter by IsemayCyran sat very still as the goddess rested her head in his lap and gazed up at him.“No one has ever done this with you, have they?”“.. |
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Fifty-fiveA Chapter by IsemayRunning her fingers over the familiar writing, Syr could feel Hammersworn’s pride in the work. She hadn’t only written down the suggestion.. |
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Fifty-sixA Chapter by IsemayKwes turned the coin over in his hands, running his fingers over the two sigils. Syreilla’s made him angry, but Odos’ sigil… he did.. |
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Fifty-sevenA Chapter by Isemay“I want you to lay some of those before you leave, Rook. I’ll show you where.”Syr grinned as she cleared the wards away. “Uncl.. |
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Fifty-eightA Chapter by IsemayStepping through the door away from Eludora’s temple and back into a wooded area Cyran felt a mix of relief and nervousness. Syreilla suspected .. |
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Fifty-nineA Chapter by IsemayThe time she’d been given in the dwarf mine had come to an end far sooner than she’d wanted it to. Syreilla had stayed up all night talkin.. |
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SixtyA Chapter by IsemayAs unobtrusively as possible, Vezar opened a door in a city he’d once ruled over on the edge of Orileria. It still seemed to bustle with people .. |
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Sixty-oneA Chapter by IsemayThe elf with unsettlingly large eyes stared back at her and tilted its head slightly. Syreilla nearly jumped when she realized he was imitating her.&l.. |
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Sixty-twoA Chapter by IsemayStepping through the door, Cyran inhaled deeply as the sea air washed over him. It was evening and the small copse of trees they were half hidden in w.. |
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Sixty-threeA Chapter by IsemaySyreilla woke on a peculiar bed of woven branches with a blanket of fur and feathers pulled over her. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up and looked around; .. |
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Sixty-fourA Chapter by IsemayCyran marvelled at the place his grandfather called home. Every surface shone with gold like the sun and the silken draperies in white and gold were d.. |
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Sixty-fiveA Chapter by IsemaySyreilla had managed to climb carefully up to the wooden beams and she sat on them wiggling some feeling back into her fingers. The wood above her was.. |
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Sixty-sixA Chapter by IsemaySyreilla’s chamber was mostly bare when finished but Vezar had reassured the Divinity that she would be pleased. He knew that she preferred simp.. |
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Sixty-sevenA Chapter by IsemayHevtos stepped back into the Rook’s chamber with a curious smile. He’d been looking forward to seeing the changes she’d made. Pausin.. |
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Sixty-eightA Chapter by IsemayKwes tried not to sigh as Amtalia climbed out of his bed.“I thought I’d be happy to have you stay, Kwes but you’re being a miserable.. |
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