A Serpent In The WombA Serpent In The Womb
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Magic, William reminded himself, is a lot more exciting than dolls.
"Pick a card, Donna. Any card."
Donna hugged Betsy in her arms and kept her distance. William was always trying to torment her, so this was probably some trick to scare her again. She scratched the button of Betsy's eye, which had been loose since she fetched her from a gutter in the Canals, which was also William's fault. Donna didn't like fortune tellers. They kept strange pets, like snakes or scorpions, and smelled disturbingly like Mr. Pestle's store.
"Don't wanna," she muttered. "That's not you
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Sophia was the first to see the Magistrate's Swords. They arrived at the Vogel Farmstead on a winter morning. She watched from the attic window: Five riders in scarlet mail, black cloaks dusted with snow, silver eagles stitched into their tabards. She was old enough to know that when the Swords were guests in their home, Sophia Vogel was not, under any circumstances, permitted to leave her room, or make so much as a whimper lest she alert the Swords of her presence. And yet, the sight of them fascinated her. When the riders stopped at their veranda, the first rider stole a quick glance skywards. Startled, she shru
Untitled - Prologue“You're full of crap. They were probably marauders or somesuch.” Eduard tossed another fistful of twigs into the campfire and watched as flames swallowed the kindling whole. Splinted leather rarely offered much protection from the cold at these hours of the night. “I am not! I'm telling you,” Gerald held his hands over the fire, warmth soaking into his tattered gloves where fingers pushed through tears in the leather. His breath clouded as he chattered. “The farms was completely deserted when we found it, Ed. There weren't anyone in the houses--” “--So they were kidnapped!” EduarUntitled - Prologue
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