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Thirty-one

Thirty-one

A Chapter by Isemay


Syreilla held the doorway open and the woman in front of her trembled. “I hate repeating myself. So I’ll start by making certain you under..
Thirty-two

Thirty-two

A Chapter by Isemay


Kwes managed to sit up somewhat to look incredulously at Syreilla as Odos broke into laughter.“If you can make Lady Rook promise to spare people..
Thirty-three

Thirty-three

A Chapter by Isemay


Cyran was in a sour mood as he went to find Syreilla. Mylena didn’t seem particularly grateful for their arrival despite her fear of the Rook. S..
Thirty-four

Thirty-four

A Chapter by Isemay


Syr had her tent set up outside of the stable next to the cart but she was lying on her back on the stable roof looking up at the evening sky. The sou..
Thirty-five

Thirty-five

A Chapter by Isemay


Kwes sipped slowly on the home brewed beer Mylena had grudgingly given him after dinner. He’d slept quite a bit during the day and he wasn&rsquo..
Thirty-six

Thirty-six

A Chapter by Isemay


Syr had tied on a colorful scarf to cover her ears and everything she expected to need was either secured beneath the bright fabric of her dress or se..
Thirty-seven

Thirty-seven

A Chapter by Isemay


In his dream, Cyran was kneeling in front of the altar of the orphanage in Caoria. Brother Somi knelt beside him.“Why would you refuse the divin..
Thirty-eight

Thirty-eight

A Chapter by Isemay


Syr turned to go and before she’d reached the stable the back of her neck tingled as she heard soft but clear, “Thank you, Syreilla the Ro..
Thirty-nine

Thirty-nine

A Chapter by Isemay


After Syreilla vanished Grimgrip muttered, “He’s resting the way we all should be.”“You can rest at Delver’s Deep. I&rsq..
Forty

Forty

A Chapter by Isemay


Stepping through the doorway that Isca opened, Syr inclined her head, the space in front of her wasn’t what she expected, however. The stone wal..
Forty-one

Forty-one

A Chapter by Isemay


Cyran wandered through the misty landscape, at times it was countryside, along the road from Withia or the fields he remembered around the orphanage a..
Forty-two

Forty-two

A Chapter by Isemay


The gentle touch on her cheek made Syreilla jerk awake, sending water over the side of the tub. Looking around she blinked in confusion for a moment u..
Forty-three

Forty-three

A Chapter by Isemay


“We need to discuss the plans more thoroughly first, Syreilla, and you want me to take someone completely untrained in with me into the goddess ..
Forty-four

Forty-four

A Chapter by Isemay


The guest bed was large enough for Master Odos and Syr was sprawled out across it blissfully when she heard the argument outside the chamber.“Sh..
Forty-five

Forty-five

A Chapter by Isemay


“No. If my armor cannot fit beneath it-” Cyran scowled as the half-elf threw his hands up and pulled the tailor away to speak to the man.I..
Forty-six

Forty-six

A Chapter by Isemay


Sirruil was walking among those working the forges with an awed look on his face and Syr came to sit on the bench next to Orefinder with a grin, &ldqu..
Forty-seven

Forty-seven

A Chapter by Isemay


Kwes paced the cell with a scowl. They’d striped him of everything and given him a piece of cloth to tie around his hips. Cyran, in the cell acr..
Forty-eight

Forty-eight

A Chapter by Isemay


Syr was watching Sirruil talk animatedly to his siblings as they ate, about the ways he’d seen into the treasure rooms with the circlet on. Most..
Forty-nine

Forty-nine

A Chapter by Isemay


The goddess’ words resonated in his mind and Cyran couldn’t pull himself out of their contemplation. Imos was the god of justice, righteou..
Fifty

Fifty

A Chapter by Isemay


Syreilla 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..