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245. Wisdom or Bravery

The next morning, Martel went to the apothecary for his usual chore. As far as he knew, his arrangement with Mistress Rana had not changed. As he entered, the alchemist herself rather than her appr...

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244. No Good Deed Unpunished

Martel woke in a bed he did not recognise. He lay in an alcove, his head pounded, and his mouth felt absolutely dry.

"Good to see you awake."

Slowly, Martel turned his head towards the ...

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243. Touched by Fire

As Martel reached the blaze, his eyes surveyed the scene. The fire had already spread to more houses, lying by the edge of the temple square. The legionaries had organised chains to carry buckets o...

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242. Fire Fight

Martel had been right about the duke's intentions, but wrong about the method. A fire would leave the Khivans homeless and forced to leave while clearing the ground for development.

So far, t...

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241. Midnight Ride

"I never leave my study unlocked. Show yourself before my guards have to drag you out, and maybe I will be lenient." The duke's voice rang cold.

Trying not to panic, Martel considered his sit...

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240. Clocks and Locks

Thanks to his foray yesterday in the house of Marche, Martel knew how to make his approach to the duke's study. Before venturing too far from the main hall, making himself suspicious to any guards,...

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239. Covetous

Solday was the last day of celebration. Unlike summer solstice, the winter counterpart was a more subdued affair. Commoners mostly celebrated at home, restricting it to a single day. Only the noble...

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238. A Light Step

After he had undressed, Martel hurried to step into the warm basin. Tonight was the solstice celebration at Maximilian's home, so Martel made use of the Lyceum's baths to get a good scrub in before...

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237. Silence Is Silver

Yawning over his morning porridge, Martel rubbed his eyes. He had gotten a decent amount of sleep, but it still felt early to be up. Especially since he would soon be back out in the city, chasing ...

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236. First Blood

"Ambush!" Marcus pushed Flora down from the driver's seat before tumbling off to the other side.

Summoning his shield, Martel ducked, hiding between the barrels in the cart. Fighting to conta...

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235. Smallport

With no chores other than his work in the apothecary, it was early in the day when Martel went to the bridge district. Like yesterday, he could enter the unlocked yard to knock at the front door. O...

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234. New Stomping Grounds

It was strange to have no classes while he waited for his graduation to acolyte to be sorted out. Martel still worked one bell every morning in the apothecary, but compared to his schedule since he...

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233. Tribulations and Tribunals

The duke of Cheval's solstice celebration would not be held for another fiveday. Martel did feel apprehensive about the prospect – breaking into the study of a landlord in the bridge district was...

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232. Some Light Breaking and Entering

As Martel got out of bed and saw his brown robe hanging on the dummy, over his leather armour, he hesitated before putting it on. It felt like, if not a defeat, certainly a setback. He assumed the ...

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231. Deliberations

Reynard stood with his staff, a faint smirk outlined on his face. Of course – his only experiences with Martel had been in the first few months after his arrival, where he knew nothing of magic o...

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230. Examination

Martel continued to go over his plan with Shadi in his head, even after he woke the next morning. It took him a while to remember the significance of this particular Glunday; the most important dat...

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229. Lessons in Law

When Martel woke in the morning, and the rush of emotions from last night had faded, his first thought was whether it had worked. If Jasper did not believe his threats, he might reveal his knowledg...

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228. Strength in Numbers

Martel knew he would not allow Shadi to become homeless. Having seen the despair of those evicted, cast out to live on the streets, and aware of how Morcaster treated people in such a situation, Ma...

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227. It's All About the Money

Thinking about his planned confrontation with Jasper gave Martel the by now familiar mixture of anxiety and excitement that accompanied all of his schemes. Unfortunately, today was Solday, and he w...

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226. Athelings and Apprentices

After leaving The River Pearl, Martel first had to return with Flora to remove his armour and change into his own clothes before he could walk back to the Lyceum. When he arrived home, he went stra...

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225. Tell a Hawk from a Heron

"Are you listening, boy? I assume you care about your examination." Master Alastair stared at his student.

Martel had been distracted thinking about his predicament with Jasper and the develo...

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224. Talking Pillows

Martel's morning shifts at the apothecary made him feel more and more uncomfortable. He had no interest in talking to Nora, and it seemed she had understood this, abandoning her attempts to make co...

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223. Something Unexpected

After talking with the Night Knives about his problem with Jasper, Martel felt better, especially as he now had a plan. Granted, the plan consisted of gathering information and nothing else, but he...

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222. Fits Together like Clockwork

Like yesterday, Martel said little during his hours in the apothecary. Nora seemed to sense his mood, as she made little attempt of conversation. As soon as the bell rang, he finished up and left w...

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221. A Hope and a Prayer

Figuring he might as well get it out of the way, Martel approached Alainat breakfast the next morning. "I'm sorry, I won't be able to make the ointment for the sparring match matches after all. Sor...

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220. Close Friends, Closer Enemies

Martel had only just returned to his room after breakfast when someone knocked on his door. With a bad feeling, Martel opened it. As suspected, Jasper stood outside. "I hear things went well for yo...

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219. Thief Catcher

Unlike previous times, Martel did not feel the same concoction of emotions as he headed out to meet the Night Knives for another task. His heart and mind felt heavy, given the circumstances. Maybe ...

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218. Playing at Defence

Martel spent the remaining day in a daze. When he tried to think of something else, he found it impossible. Another person knew his secret, and unlike Maximilian, he could clearly not trust Jasper'...

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217. The Price of Friendship

Working in the apothecary or the workshop always stood in stark contrast to Martel's affairs in the city, lately those involving the Night Knives. Previously, he had enjoyed the change of pace afte...

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216. Three's a Crowd

Martel kept to himself all through Manday, waiting for tonight. He felt the weird mix of anticipation and anxiety brewing inside of him, threatening to reach a boiling point. He was not concerned a...

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