isa

o my cheeks as I hurried along the damp sto

till clung to my cloak, and my dormant blood was still humming strangely from his

imber door open and

e hearth. The moment she saw me, she rushed over to

Clan Lord brought a woman back from the Rift and wants to give her an equal alliance. How

l silk gowns-clothes Dowager Lady Beulah had specifically chosen to

opped to my knees, reached into the deepest corner u

creaked open, releasing the familiar, m

top item-a scorched, bloodstained mithril crest be

roperty deeds and a tarnished silver

he pale glow of the moonst

yssal Rift. They were the proudest First-Tier Warlords of this kingdom

htmare didn

t a rogue pack of Abyssal assassins slipped past th

secret rune-cellar beneath the floorboards just before

f flesh being torn apart. They butchered my mother,

wo-year-old nephew's blood seeped through the floorboards and dri

harity. They claimed they were honoring my father's heroic memory

ssive Silverdew death compensations my father had left behind, and to

. The agonizing grief that used to choke

ers," I said, my voice co

he hidden wall compartment, and pu

ws of ink recording thousands of phials of Silverdew

all supplies of refined Silverdew to

irit is withering! She only survives because of the Blood-Tempering Elixirs you beg from Grandma

ledger shut wi

heir glorious new h

she nodded vigorously. "Yes, my lady! I will inform t

n the hallway outside, followed by a shar

. "Lady Beulah's maid just brought word-you

her's mithril crest. Darryl had clearly wasted n

o force you to hand over the vault keys," Molly whispere

ve and stood up straight, my green eyes flashing with a predatory

ed guard, and walked briskly along the suspende

s sweet, innocent laughter drifted through the cracks, mingled wi

ctory, thinking they had final

ose blood flow

air, raised both hands, and shove