Caught Up Novels & Stories

But this time he is not alone, he is with another man beside him. "What are you doing here?" Cara said.. "Morning Cara, of course waiting for you" Noah said. "Wait, how did you know my name?" "Your friend said that when I came looking for you a week ago" "Then why are you waiting for me?" Cara said. "I just wanted to talk with you, if you're not busy." "I'm sorry but I'm busy" When Cara wanted to pass them by, Noah held Cara's hand but Cara brushed it off immediately.

She reached for a bracelet she didn't even care about, just to keep her hands busy. * Elsewhere, far from the velvet boxes and soft laughter, a man sat alone in the treasury office. A sealed letter was layed before him, marked with a foreign wax seal. Bearing the same crest that were stamped on the gold coins that had once turned a thief’s ordinary afternoon in the Low Market into something else entirely. He read it once. Then again, more slowly this time. Something changed in his unreadable expression. “They’re moving the timeline again,” he murmured, folding the letter along its creases. “Sooner than I expected.”

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> She closed the ledger. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> She went back to work.