ANNOUNCEMENTS:
1) I do not own all characters in this story. Aarin Gend and Lord Nasher belong to Bioware.
2) English is not my first language. There will be misspelled words, grammatical errors and other stuff but I'll do my best to correct them.
3) Otherwise, enjoy :)
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Prologue
"I can not believe you did it!", Ariadne Narissal shouted at Lord Nasher who was sitting on his throne. Old man tried to keep his face expressionless, but those who knew him well could tell he was angry. Very angry.
"I rule here, I make the decisions!", Lord Nasher's tone was dangerous. "She almost destroyed my city and deserved death. People demanded punishment."
"Have you learned nothing? You are crazy old man, Nasher Alagondar. Don't you remember what happened last time you tried to satisfy peoples'bloodlust? She did terrible mistake, but she repented. She trusted me, that's why she came to court and begged for your forgiveness. She trusted your rightfulness.", woman's face was in tears when she breathed last words.
Spymaster Aarin Gend had stood silently in his usual place next to throne, almost hidden by shadows since he still did not like to appear in public. But now he stepped forward and was reaching out to her, when Nasher spoke, his voice lashing like a whip.
"No one insults me like that in front of this throne, Ariadne. You should call yourself lucky, Saviour of Neverwinter, to be who you are. Otherwise you would share Aribeth's fate, the very one which made you to defy Neverwinter's rightful lord."
"But I am man who can show mercy. You may leave. Now. You are no longer welcome in Neverwinter."
Woman in red-black-armor held her head high and did not turn her gaze when soldiers came to take her away. But the one she looked at, eyes filled with sorrow and disbelief, was not Lord Nasher Alagondar.
1) I do not own all characters in this story. Aarin Gend and Lord Nasher belong to Bioware.
2) English is not my first language. There will be misspelled words, grammatical errors and other stuff but I'll do my best to correct them.
3) Otherwise, enjoy :)
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Prologue
"I can not believe you did it!", Ariadne Narissal shouted at Lord Nasher who was sitting on his throne. Old man tried to keep his face expressionless, but those who knew him well could tell he was angry. Very angry.
"I rule here, I make the decisions!", Lord Nasher's tone was dangerous. "She almost destroyed my city and deserved death. People demanded punishment."
"Have you learned nothing? You are crazy old man, Nasher Alagondar. Don't you remember what happened last time you tried to satisfy peoples'bloodlust? She did terrible mistake, but she repented. She trusted me, that's why she came to court and begged for your forgiveness. She trusted your rightfulness.", woman's face was in tears when she breathed last words.
Spymaster Aarin Gend had stood silently in his usual place next to throne, almost hidden by shadows since he still did not like to appear in public. But now he stepped forward and was reaching out to her, when Nasher spoke, his voice lashing like a whip.
"No one insults me like that in front of this throne, Ariadne. You should call yourself lucky, Saviour of Neverwinter, to be who you are. Otherwise you would share Aribeth's fate, the very one which made you to defy Neverwinter's rightful lord."
"But I am man who can show mercy. You may leave. Now. You are no longer welcome in Neverwinter."
Woman in red-black-armor held her head high and did not turn her gaze when soldiers came to take her away. But the one she looked at, eyes filled with sorrow and disbelief, was not Lord Nasher Alagondar.