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A Chapter by Isemay
“Vraiel. Michael has not answered.” Her words were bitter and hopeless.The Archangels looked deeply saddened, and even the Legate looked a..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Orias mockingly chided him for taking so long to come back to Hell with his news, and informed him the Angels had already begun searching for the thre..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Geneva woke slowly, slipping out of the blessèd nothing into a haze of soreness. She groaned and tried to find a more comfortable position. A v..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Despite the assurances of the Archangels, he did not like the sound of this creature’s gifts. And that she was bound to a Demon meant, to him, t..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Everything was as Prince Orias had said it would be. The Aethling writhing in pain, the Legate and the handful of guards. He drew his bow and struck, ..
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A Chapter by Isemay
The horses weren’t far, and to her surprise instead of bolting as if angry Angels were in hot pursuit, he tied her horse to his and led her on a..
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A Chapter by Isemay
It was impossible to believe that Lord Chamuel would have given the Legate permission even to inquire if Geneva would perform some sort of job much le..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Night fell and Enolf ushered Geneva outside and back on her horse. She seemed happy enough to go, chatting to him quietly as they rode down out of the..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Two nights. Two unbearable nights, not knowing where or how she was. Vraiel had searched until he was made to stop and rest. Then came a flicker of he..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Baal was with Orias, close to the mountain his Seeker had spoken of when he felt it. One carrying his Sigil had touched his Aethling, and she was in a..
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