Old Time Dagger Crossword Novels & Stories

Her mouth hung open, but no words came out. Olivia nodded, her smile growing brighter as she patted Julia’s shoulder. “I understand. You’re shocked...” Her voice remained calm and persuasive. “You might think we’re selling you off for money or fame, but trust me, that’s not it. You heard your uncle mention he crossed paths with the Fletchers, didn’t you?” Julia nodded, her mouth still hanging open in shock, betraying her mind that was racing with questions and her heart yearning to yell. Maybe her mouth wasn’t entirely a betrayal—it might just have known better not to ask, sensing that it could earn her a slap.

He took out his phone from his pocket and read out a message from a number saved with- The old wizard. “The lady is on her way. Make sure you get there on time…” He didn’t bother to read the remaining line and replied, “I am not going. I am not a puppet you can order around. You have another son that always dances to your tune. You can order Nikolai to go.” Before he could return the phone to his pocket, a message popped in from a number saved with- The old witch. “Whether or not you like it, the wedding will happen soon. So, meeting the lady is your choice. You should decide whether you want to know her before the wedding or if you want a marriage with a total stranger.” He read the message

“Shorter.” A dagger. The word hangs unspoken in the air. “What kind of dagger?” Aven asks. Sybil’s brow furrows as the image sharpens in her mind. “Old,” she says slowly. “Very old. The metal is dark. The edge is chipped in places from its use.” Her eyes flicker. “..but it’s sharper than any blade I’ve ever felt.” I glance at Luther. He whistles quietly. “Sounds friendly.” Sybil’s expression doesn’t change.

Seemed like metal. A dagger!