Thrak roared. xxx desi “Chaun.”
“Why isn’t Faoril using her magic?” Chaun asked. I hurtled the imp into one of the foul things atop Thrak. I closed my eyes, my heart beating faster. I swayed, struggling to hold my balance, my feet locked in place. She was good, but she only had one dagger. But she was lost. Thrak handed it to me as he kept rummaging through her belongings. I heard her but could not spot her at all. The door to the royal nursery opened and John, my chamberlain, walked in. Imps before her and Chaun fell to the ground, unable to stand on the shifting basalt. Angela nodded. The laughter bubbled out of me, rising with the surge of excitement while my knife slashed to the stirring beat of Chaun’s lyre. My dreams were over.
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