ora
oast on the table. "He claimed he had to inspect a northern dragon's nest. My
ted with
as my
ate estate Ethan had purchased for Cassia rig
d, furrowing her brow. "The guard
tricate vine patterns. "Ethan thinks he is clever. He forgot thi
me, capable of opening any door on an
al thin, almost translucent patches of cloth. "These are from the archives. Silenc
ra had access to all sort
nded it, topped with sharp spikes to deter any flying dragons.
strange lightness as I scaled a section of the wall where the sh
ant crunch of a guard's patrol. I moved thr
n the lock of the back
th the smell of expensive p
ed on the floor near the cold fireplace. I picked it
ner carpet woven with the Sawyer family's crest of crossed spears. It wa
ous bed faced a wall of windows. A sharp tension
ooth, palm-sized Scrying Stone.
e perfect h
hanging from the ceiling. It was made of countless small, glittering
d the Scrying Stone into a recess in the base of the central,
stone. It shimmered once, blending sea
leave r
y glass of wine rested by the bed. It was a simple glass cup, entirely la
sophistication wer
By the time I returned to the Obsidia
ing up for me.
d farsight-lens. I set it up on her balcony, adjusting the lens unt
his for?"
I explained. "I need to see them walk into the trap myself before I turn
from confusion to awe. "A
cornered animal
t. All I had to do w
nd my shoulders, clutching the small mother-
ant, dark building,
to their secret haven. They would have no idea t
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