nna

ltered through the narrow

le reagent into the hidden leather

ber was entirely artificial. Someone in this keep was systematically d

dor. It was time to map out the layout of this fortress

dless grace of a hunting wolf, I followed the faint

looking the subterranean training grounds

the cold stone balust

e in the center

carded. His broad, muscular torso was covered in jagged battle scars, his

asily three hundred pounds and hurled it casually across the pit.

es na

ic force behind that throw were impossible for a man wh

ppling disability w

alike than

sweet, cloying jasmine perfume drifted tow

d aroun

She had soft, chestnut curls framing a pale, delicate face, an

er chest was a polished pendant fashio

l Pa

ho used her dead brother's heroic sacrifice

d trembling fragility washed over her features. "Y

of her voice made my stoma

yes raking over her with zero warmth. "A

am so sorry... I was only happy for Kellen. Brother Kellen has been so lon

ords 'Brother Kellen,' marking he

rms over my chest. "Is that so? I heard the last two w

er with a look of pious devotion. "Those were tragic accidents. Brother Kellen is

pampered frame. "You look like a stiff breeze would snap your s

nished contempt. Her eyes turned red, and tears began to

the silver bullet pendant against her heart. "My broth

th absolute coldness. "You are just a parasite using a dead man's blood to

one wall. For a fraction of a second, the mask of innocenc

eavy rolling of stone wheels signaled

to terrified despair. She stumbled toward the stone staircase,

Kellen! H

watching her pathetic perfo

s just gett