Thanks, EvilEm - I admire your bravery for wading through this in two sittings, and it's good to see you're enjoying it. Painful? Painful is the name of the game... *fiendish grin*
Anyway, double update tonight, everyone. Hope you like.
Honour
Levi
His "gran" is not what he expected.
Old documents, a corpse, he'd thought. A walking corpse? She barely looks like a woman any more, patches of rot staining her face,and her eyes...
They give him the shivers, they do. Blank and staring and -
He looks away, at the Warden, and her eyes meet his. Asking for permission, he knows. He gives her a little nod, she gives it back, and then the room looks like something from the Black City.
The relative he thought he knew falls to the floor, and with it any hope of reclaiming the Dryden honour. The Orlesian girl does her best, giving him pretty words, but they're useless.
He looks around, sees what she and her pet mage have done, and sighs.
The Dryden honour doesn't exist.