CHASING MONSTERS
That the King had come, had seen, had known.
Arnold reached for me, whispering against my ear. “No one.”
I kissed him once, hard, and pulled away, adjusting my silks. I had to return before suspicion bloomed.
The Assassins
The last lock undone. The door gave.
Inside, waiting.
Ronan’s trap snapped shut. Steel rang, wolves snarled, and the assassins knew they had been led into the jaws of death.
Without hesitation, they each drew a vial, crushed it between their teeth, and drank the poison. Their bodies fell limp before a word could be wrung from them.
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