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Til Here We Find Ourselves Again
She shut the book, having taken her fill of a history of Pyre and its kings, and turned her attentions to the other. She lifted its cover, faded and worn, and read the words of the title printed on the inside.
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Forgotten Embers The Archmage
He had spent the day writing recommendations and letters of state to be handed off to various government officers. He sat at his desk scribbling notes, not much farther along than when he had first began, with a pile of crumpled papers beside him, but his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door sliding open. He glanced over his shoulder to the sight of gloved knuckles as they rapped against the door frame."Lord Blackridge, I have a proposition for you."
Forgotten Embers The Ambassador
He sat reclined at his desk, his feet up with the papers, a cluttered desk for a cluttered mind. He remained lost in thought, tossing the ring in the air and catching it again in his hand. It was gold, ornately decorated, an ever present reminder of the promise his life once seemed to hold. Up it went, a flash of light, ascending only to return to his palm again with a similar flashing of brightness.'I wonder how he felt once he realized that I had figured it out all that time ago, that time that does constrain us. In constant, I am thankful for that, also, the time was not wasted. Still, Adrien, would you have killed me if you'd had the chance? I wonder.' He watched the ring fly up, falling again into his hand, and he sighed. 'My only hope is that he isn't trying to acquit himself of that which is forgiven.' He paus
Forgotten Embers Enemies of State
A week had passed since he had received his apprenticeship. From early morning until late into the evening, he attended to Lord Blackridge and his needs. His time was filled with meetings, hearings, inspections, and various matters of state, which, on this particular occasion, meant piles and piles of paperwork.Kelvin sat sorting the papers as Blackridge read through them, writing out the replies.'It's funny... this work is all so political. I would've expected the position of Archmage to be a little more magical.'He stared at the piles of assorted papers. There were so many of them - hirings, promotions, demotions, firings, transfers, reports, commendations, assignments, propositions, debriefings, witness statements... he shook his head.'I guess that's why we have so many lesser mages.' He lifted the next sheet from his stack and noticed the name written on it. 'Even Lord Kallida reports to him.'"I think we ought to
Forgotten Embers Come With Me
The three of them sat in the office together, the room dark but for some small light from the lamps in the hall and a chamber candle which Dorcus had lit and set on the desk between them. They sat each in a chair, sipping on hot tea as they discussed their plans."So, they will arrest you, then?" Benjamin reconfirmed after rehashing some of their previous conversation."Yes, I think that's best," Eliezer agreed. "It may cause Adrien some serious problems if they don't find me, and I would hate for them to come here and find the two of you along with me.""Will they kill you?" Ben asked, his heart unwilling to ask anything less direct."No, I don't believe so," his friend assured him. "Although, I think they'd like to."
Forgotten Embers The Arrest
Kelvin walked down the cluttered halls of High Palace uncomfortable with all that he had seen. The term "enemy of the state" had left him with a much more sinister impression than that of the mild-mannered man who had met them at the door of the Kingsmen congregation early that morning. Generally, an arrest was made with much yelling and screaming of curses and revilings on the part of malefactor, but Webber had conducted himself with unparalleled dignity and given himself peaceably to their charge. He hardly spoke a word, even when the soldiers mocked him.It was an embarrassment to Kelvin to have been associated with such an apprehension, one in which justice seemed crueler than the man at fault. And for all of that, Kallida had recovered a ring, one which he now held and was sent to be delivered to Blackridge along with the simple di
Forgotten Embers Questions of Loyalty
He made his way speedily through the hidden passages down narrow, winding stairways to the dark dungeons deep below High Palace, saluting no man on the way.The rough and unfinished halls of the prisons below were primarily made up of crudely carved out tunnels winding through the uncut earth. It was much busier in those burrowed halls than it had ever been, their uniquely distinguished guest attracting a myriad of government officials and their guards.He eased his pace as he approached the door leading to the prisoners' hall. He could hear voices coming from behind the door as the men engaged in celebratory remarks of lighthearted banter and cheerful mockery. His heart sank.'How can I go in there with such revelry?' He slowed his pace almost to the point of standing still,
Forgotten Embers Love and Loyalty
"Gentlemen," he said gruffly as he pushed through the door."Lord Blackridge!" the men called out as they parted, surprised by his stormy demeanor."Where is he?" he demanded."Right in there, sir," one of the soldiers indicated, pointing t
Forgotten Embers The Bookkeeper
She waited by the gates of High Palace, watching the faces as they entered there. The guards wandered about, patrolling the masses as they flooded into the castle.The King had sent out an invitation over the airways: there would be a public trial of Eliezer Webber, the former Ambassador of the Kingsmen and a nefarious enemy of the state. High Palace would be opened at noon and accessible to all. It was a rare opportunity. High Palace had not been made open to the public in years, and King Zephyr himself was a recluse to his p
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