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  1. V The lord with the gilded name The repetitive chants of the masked priests echoed off the tall walls and columns of the temple, filling the sanctuary with hallowed passages praising the Goddess. The midday sunlight produced rainbows of spectral gleams as it crossed the stained-glass windows that covered the high ceiling, inciting a mystic aura that enveloped the room. Tistan stood in silence, absently looking up at the imposing marble statue in Sadrie’s image at the center of the temp
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    IV. The companion

    Thank you!
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    IV. The companion

    Thank you, I definitely will!
  4. IV The companion Aaru’s skin was red and sore from scrubbing. By now he’d spent well over an hour in the steaming water, rubbing every inch of skin he could reach until he could feel human again. The tall collared guard who’d escorted him to the bathhouse had to help him out of his shabby robe and into the water, as his limbs were too weak for him to do it on his own. He found it amusing that the woman had stood there the whole time, a hand posed on the hilt of her sword, as if he were
  5. Thank you! And yes, Aaru is pretty stubborn, but he understands that sometimes there's more to be gained from cooperating, especially when he's at disadvantage. I'm glad you liked this chapter!
  6. II The prisoner The sharp pain in his back was the first thing he felt when he woke up. Perhaps it was the reason he'd woken up in the first place. Opening his eyes was a challenging task, and a pointless one too; the room he was in was completely engulfed in darkness. As he progressively recovered consciousness, he became more and more aware of his decadent state: every limb hurt, no doubt strained after spending days in ropes and shackles. He was covered in filth from head to toe, an
  7. III The unwilling master To say the young man was in a precarious state would have been a grave understatement. There were cuts and bruises all over his skin, and he was completely covered in filth. The rags he wore wouldn't have been fit to mop the floors. His skin was pale and there were dark bags under his eyes. Tistan guessed the man must've not had access to a bath in Dardio's dungeons, though he did wonder whether bathing was something those of his kind did on occasion. There wer
  8. Thank you so much!
  9. Thanks! Chapter 2 is up and pending moderation, and Chapter 3 will likely be published next week, hopefully before Wednesday.
  10. On the great stoney gates of the ancient city of Corienor lay embedded three simple words that easily explained the ruthlessly mercantile society of the Vahay: brachāoro ve elēga. Freedom is power. I The young nobleman The large plaza was crammed with a thousand merchants of all trades, their multicolored stalls forming an intricate maze of strident hues, fragrances and sounds. He could smell everything at once: the burning incense of the wandering priests, the black pepper, mint,
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    Names and Marks

    When the heartbroken heir of a powerful dynasty is forced to choose a bed slave for himself, he makes the mistake of picking a captured warrior from a far away land. Now stuck with each other, the reluctant pair will find itself more and more involved in a conspiracy that threatens to completely overthrow the status quo.
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