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The darkness inside the Roman drainage culvert was absolute. Freezing runoff soaked straight through the heavy wool of Ashot’s stolen tunic, numbing his hands and knees as he dragged himself upward. The jagged, uneven stone scraped his shoulders. The air tasted of rot, stagnant water, and centuries of trapped dust. He kept his left arm tucked tight against his ribs, shielding the small clay jar of honey with his own body. He moved with the steady, blind rhythm of a boy who knew the dark
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As Atreus finds out later, the French court is all about opportunity and leverage. And Aunty Mina has both.
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See nothing changes! LOL
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Whelp, looks like Mickey's gonna have to improvise...
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The Zenträdgård Ultimatum The hologram materialized in the center of the cockpit like a wound opening in the air. The figure stood like a silent monolith against the gloom, a chilling fusion of biological grace and cold, synthetic precision. It wore a heavy cloak of deep crimson that spilled toward the floor in thick, textured folds, hiding whatever limbs or weapons lay beneath. The fabric was stained with the dust of distant travels, yet it hung with the weight of an imperi
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It is implied, at some point, that he died in Radoslav's service. I don't think much more needs to be said beyond Darien is convinced by Wylan not to become his father, and be more like Haskal
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It should be noted, that while Ser Mark was Darien's father. Lord Haskal, having no children of his own, was Darien's dad.
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The year of the Lord, 1087 – 3000 miles and ten years from the siege of Antioch. The floor of the keep was cold, the rushes offering little comfort against the draft that swept through the stone corridors. Ten-year-old Darien twisted in his blankets, his small, frail frame shivering. The nightmare was a familiar one—shadows reaching, teeth gnashing, the crushing weight of being entirely alone while his father was leagues away riding in the King's guard. He awoke with a violent start
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That ... wow... I did not know that. Re-frames things.
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Man the amount of times I paused that scene when I was 14
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I played a CK3 campaign at one point. And ended up with 13 bastard sons to the Seljuk Emperor Malik Shah... when he was murdered this began a rapid succession of murder plots... resulting in the youngest son left standing on a pile of bodies. I think he was all of 16, and the undisputed Emperor. Terrifying child.
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Mickey is about to lie his ass off.
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The Song of Silence The Crystal Cathedral hung in the black like a prayer made manifest. Half a kilometer across, it was a flying saucer in the same way that a cathedral was a shed—technically accurate, spiritually absurd. The central disc was a lattice of white-gold alloy and reinforced glass, glowing from within like a lantern. Above it, a massive biodome arced toward the stars, filled with gardens and groves and artificial streams that glittered in the light of distant su
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Darien was aware of Ishan's "Visits" since the last book. And he also knows Wylan very very well... when Ishan freaked out in the middle of them having sex, it's going to trigger everyone of Darien's suspicions. He's also getting used to Wylan's particular brand of weirdness.
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Ashot, I think Ishan is imaged in an earlier chapter... hold on: This is for a later book, but Ishan is holding the spear, Sebastian is the crusader next to him.
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The reason this chapter was so long was the Ashot's scenes. Vital for later plot. With Ser Lloyd getting sicker, honey was valued as a medicine. Given that the only place left to get it was Antioch, and Ashot the only one who could get in, blend in, and get out. He went and did it for his Steffy. Ashot's fallen for the monk, now if just the damn monk could find a damn coin... maybe if Ashot kicks Ser Lloyd a few dozen times, he might actually pay his squire!
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Again true events. The Earthquake and the Borealis actually happened. The Siege of Antioch was full of weird events, coincidences, and superstition. Comets, meteors, earthquakes, blood red skies... it went on and on.
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Highly resistant to Hawking radiation, that much I know... and capable of long term starvation... to be fair I think his obsession with food stems from that trauma.
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Apologies for the long one, I really should have split this one into two. Good Morning
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The Dog Gate opened just after dawn. Ashot had been waiting since before the first light, tucked into the freezing shadow of a dead olive tree, his knees drawn tight to his chest, his breath misting in the bitter air. He had been watching the gate for three days now, memorizing its rhythms the way he had once learned the winding alleys of Mamistra, the way he had learned the unpredictable moods of the men who paid for boys in the bathhouses. The Seljuk guards changed at dawn, but the new s
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And believe me, it is NOT good, tasty or anything other than a vile abomination... I'd rather what killed the Vega Vixen's original crew please!
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The next chapter should... explain
