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Patina – Chapter 125
What a frightful night, Valeriana thought as the glider carried her through the brightening sky. Even as the day progressed and the grip of the Wicked Fae on the world supposedly grew weaker, she only felt her heart get colder. Sadja’s memories floated through her head, stirring her thoughts into a vortex of fear and…
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Patina – Chapter 124
When the glider returned the Hunter was already there, waiting for them in the same spot they had left – the night still lingered, hooked on the corners of the sky by a thin purple sheen. The last stars streaked to the west and Sadja pulled away from the window as she saw his grave…
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Patina – Chapter 123
So far, Sadja had been used to hear welcome more than goodbye. The only one she had been keen on had been saying goodbye to Verna and every day she was more grateful the horrible woman was out of her life, even if she regretted what could have been if she had been… well a…
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Patina – Chapter 122
Sadja knew time was of the essence. She shared one last look with the Hunter. He nodded in her direction and came back to peer into the night, waiting for the sign of the next assault. The Vestal stood up and waited for her. “I’m going to get some sleep,” she lied. “Lady, it’s better…
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Patina – Chapter 121
The Hunter faced the hungry night. He set his rifle against his right shoulder, pointing it to his left. Gone were the days he could use his right eye – he was lucky he did not completely lose it, but the blood magic had run its course and the only thing he could look forward…
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Patina – Chapter 120
Valeriana fumed. She walked downhill one furious step after another, with Cloria striding behind her. “Speaking like that to a superior,” she heard her hiss. “How dare she? Just because she’s the High Seer’s pupil? I’ll have her removed from office starting Spring, if she doesn’t tell me where Verna is!” “Wait!” Cloria finally took…
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Patina – Chapter 119
Elissa knew someone would come. Did she expect the Seer of Dorsoduro, effectively the second-highest member of the entire Order, to knock on her door? Maybe not. Ever since… she had come back, she thought clenching her fist as if to feel a tiny thorn still embedded in her palm, and especially after she dealt…
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Patina – Chapter 118
The Hunter watched the two go, the Vestal and the Venatrix. Cloria was a few centimeters shorter and walked at a relaxed pace, while their visitor seemed still a bit stiff even with her aura of authority. She was a far cry from the late High Seer, though. “You did very well,” he said patting…
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Patina – Chapter 117
Valeriana, Cloria had decided, had not changed. She was still quick to laughter and kind with strangers, judging by how she moved through the city, holding herself with countenance but giving way to people passing by, carrying beams or repairing pipelines. Though she did wear her mask throughout (but that could be excused as a…
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Patina – Chapter 116
Cloria had always loved getting shit-faced. It was one of the perks of her job and her skills: as a woman in charge, one trained in both the unseen arts and the blood ones, she was rarely vulnerable or taken by surprise. Except for that time they threw her down a cliff, that is. But…
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