Our adversary still has questions.... -----     Chapter 15. And that tells me what I need to know. He whipped the silver blade out and down before his prisoner realized his intent; even the Great Werewolf barely managed a widening of its eyes before the pure metal blade severed its heart and shattered its spirit. Wiping the blade, he turned and opened the door of the cell. "Dispose of the remains," he said to the warrior of the Dead who stood outside on guard; it bowed and went inside to carry out the directions. I [ Continue reading... ]

Another look at our adversaries... -----   Chapter 11. She entered, carrying a tray with roast meat and a cup. He looked up and stood, putting the parchment aside. She put the tray down and stood back. He did not sit down. "Why are you doing this, Queen?" The half of her mouth that was visible smiled. "Doing what, my Lord?" "Serving me yourself, when you have innumerable servants who could do it?" "It is what you are owed, my Lord. Those who have achieved what you have might be numbered on the fingers of one hand, and [ Continue reading... ]