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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

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."

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

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,

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

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

Begin

Eliezer watched as the grand courtroom began to fill with people. He stood at the front of the room behind a partition which came to about the height of his waist with a guard set at either side. He scanned the sea of faces, passively watching the entrance for Benjamin. There were rows of benches throughout the room with people standing behind and a balcony above from which the citizens could observe the proceedings.He saw Benjamin and Avera as they entered, escorted by a red haired officer, his helmet tucked away beneath his

All Is Borrowed

Blackridge watched as Kallida stepped out and addressed the accused. "State your name for the record, please, sir.""Eliezer Horatio Webber," he replied humbly."And, Mr. Webber, could you please state your occupation for us?" Kallida requested, arching around the front of the floor with his hands folded in silent consideration."I am a Kingsmen clergyman," Eliezer stated, his eyes watching Kallida as he circled around him."Mr. Webber, as a Kingsman, do you consider lying and deceit to be immoral?" Kallida asked him with a quick glance and a clever smile."I do," Webber replied simply."Then tell me why, Mr. Webber, you have lived for the past twenty years under false pretenses and a fraudulent identity!"'Kallida's a fool if he thinks this will work. Painting Eliezer as two-faced and self-interested is about as credible a cause as claiming that the sky is grey because it has clouds in it. The fault in the approach is with Eliezer, himself. The man is too meek to be believed as a conm

Fear Not

'They're so cruel,' Benjamin pondered. 'It's harmful to their humanity, but still they persist in it.'He had watched helplessly from the crowd as Kallida continued his dedicated character assassination. The conversation had moved from the Ambassador to the Kingsmen, then to the Armorials, and now to Caliphus. They met in a discreet contest of words as two men battling over a ship's rudder, the gentlest t

A Life For A Life

He sat with his back against the wall, his knees bent, and his hand pressed against the ground beneath him, slowly brushing over the rough and compact dirt. He sighed and closed his heavy eyelids. 'Lord, I'm tired.' "Hey, there! No sleeping!" Benson barked from the other side of the prison's bars.

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