“Ready,” Nia announced.
Tahl glanced over his shoulder and bit his tongue. He’d elected to wear the simple gray uniform of a soldier out of armor, something he’d liberated from a guard’s house after his romp in Orrad’s fortress-like palace. She, on the other hand, looked little different from her… Read the rest...
Category: Short Stories
A second bolt cracked against the rooftop. Tahl launched into a sprint to follow Nia onto the next roof over.
A volley from the crossbows followed.
Niada yelped as one skimmed past her head, taking a few raven strands with it. “How did you manage to make things worse?”… Read the rest...
Tahl would have loved to have his heist clothing.
He could still climb walls and leap rooftops without it, but the close-fitting navy blue outfit had come to be as much a part of the Ghost’s image as his scar. Some tiny, vain part of him had considered having his… Read the rest...
“You’re going to do what?” Nia squeaked.
“To give it back,” Tahl repeated. “It’s pretty obvious you don’t know what you have, here.”
She hurried to match his longer strides. “Some kind of cursed blade that’s out for my blood?”
The suggestion was so odd he had to stop… Read the rest...
“Tahl!”
The sharp whisper made him tilt his head, but Tahl still crunched into his apple before he answered. “Yeah?”
A number of thumps and a low grunt came as reply. Niada’s head popped up above the edge of the rooftop and she grimaced as she dragged herself onto the… Read the rest...
“You come here often.” The sound of the priestess’s voice was no surprise after the soft melody of wooden chimes had announced her presence, yet somehow, Tahl hadn’t expected her to speak. He glanced up, regarding her translucent head covering with a pensive frown. He never would understand how the… Read the rest...
There was something unusual about the king.
Tilda knew relatively little of men. She was a good girl who heeded her father and paid her respects to Brant each Somnday, and her few stolen kisses with Addan, the particularly handsome stable boy, precluded any great knowledge of the opposite sex.… Read the rest...