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Chapter 47

The Thirteenth usually ate its evening meal together, occasionally alongside the other brigades, but with Song and Tristan out tonight Angharad had elected to make other arrangements. Though she ha...

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Chapter 46

Thunder, the pistol bucked and Tristan’s hand with it.

Batting away the plume of smoke, he took a look at the target and groaned. Shoulder shot, again. That made the third in a row, and at ...

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Chapter Delay

Hey! I spent a chunk of the week sick and bedridden and haven't caught up as much as I'd like, so sadly the chapter will be coming up tomorrow afternoon instead of tonight. Apologies for the delay....

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Chapter 45

By the third morning Song was falling apart.

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Chapter 44

The gardens of the rector’s palace were an ode to decadence, though not in the way Maryam had come to expect from mornaric.

She was not looking at paving stones made of gold and jewels hang...

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Chapter 43

It was an odd room, Song mused.

Though the salon had been furnished in the Malani style, with colored wooden frames and stuffed leather cushions flanking polished shell tabletops, the walls a...

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Chapter 42

To Song’s mild embarrassment, she did not figur

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Chapter 41

With Wen’s impromptu torture session come at an end, they were released to stretch their legs and eat a bit before heading out to their afternoon covenant classes.

While the other instructo...

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Chapter 40

The galleon cast a long shadow across the dock, all of them waiting standing within it.

It was barely three in the morning, and though Tristan was not unused to keeping night hours few of his...

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Chapter 39

Angharad found herself, against her will, spell

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Chapter 38

Song put on her formal uniform for the hospital visit.

It was a gesture of respect, at least to her people, and she suspected that were she awake Angharad would understand better than most. M...

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Chapter 37

Treachery was afoot: the carrot seeds were gone.

Maryam might have been complicit in the crime, for when informed of this she offered no aid. Only profuse mockery, including some very unkind ...

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Chapter 36

Angharad should be in bed.

Safely under her sheets back in the Triangle, the door locked and trusted comrades in the rooms around hers. Or at a tavern by the docks, drowning her fear in the n...

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Chapter 35

It was barely six in the morning when Maryam got back to the cottage.

She’d been bundled off to the chapterhouse last night to sleep it off, against her protests. Just because her eyes had ...

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Chapter 34

Even with Ferranda’s help it took Angharad an h

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Chapter 33

She could feel the eyes on her as she walked down the hall.

Whispers and stares, smirks and anticipation. Word of Song’s exoneration from the death of four students l had made the rounds of...

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Chapter 32

Tonight was the night.

Song rose early and made breakfast: eggs, bread, bacon rashers. Not at all a meal she enjoyed, but it was hearty fare and the others seemed inordinately fond of it. Tri...

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Chapter 31

Song had not thought it possible to eat an orange tauntingly before this morning, but Captain Wen Duan was expanding her horizons.

He jammed his thumb in the middle through the peel, half-rip...

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Chapter 30

Angharad clutched her saber as she strode out of the hospital.

Her knuckles all but turned white around the grip. The noblewoman’s teeth were clenched, her back straight and she ignored the...

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Chapter 29

Maryam stayed, as she would wish for others to stay with her in such circumstances, but it was clear Song was in no chatting mood. She seemed lost in thought, though her face was not as grim as Mar...

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Chapter 28

The nerve, really. Like putting on his face would be all it took to trick her.

“You are the most inventive so far, I’ll grant,” Maryam coldly said, “but it is still a miss.”

T...

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Chapter 27

As far as plans went, it had the virtue of simp

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Chapter 26

It was a risk, but it had to be done.

Tristan took all the precautions he could think of: he bought rosemary branches and rubbed them on his skin until the smell stuck, brought cloth to wrap ...

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Chapter 25

Tristan turned in his blanket for the fourth time in ten seconds.

Eyes stubbornly closed, he turned again and put his feet against the wall. The stargazing tower was all cramped squeezes and ...

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Chapter 24


She would have fallen asleep if not for the second pot of tea.

Song sat at the kitchen table in the quivering candlelight, not staring at Tristan’s shoddy note - it had a fresh X...

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Chapter 23

Professor Sasan was in fine form for the lecture, which lasted four hours with a small break for students to use the latrines.

The question he had posed last class about the name of the perio...

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Chapter 22

A.N: later than expected, but still out.

To say that the Skiritai students were allowed to choose the creatures they would fight would not be entirely correct.

A worn leather booklet fi...

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Chapter Delay

Hey!

I'm having some health issues (that I'm hoping are just a bug and not food poisoning) so the chapter release is tentatively being kicked back to tomorrow afternoon. Should my situation g...

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Chapter 21

Steady breath, eyes ahead, walk like he had a reason for it.

It bought Tristan the ten breaths he needed to leave and step past the antechamber into the glass-strewn ballroom, where he let hi...

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Chapter 20

Tredegar was out in the garden, swinging her saber at the air. Presumably she was winning.

Maryam watched her through the window, having dragged a chair from the kitchen table to sit there wh...

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