Shady

"Yes," Pratik answered, following along. He rubbed his eyes, suddenly realizing how grainy they were. "I set out yesterday morning, took out the officers through the night." He smiled thinly. ...

Rana sat in the corner to sulk. Well, she sat tall, with one leg crossed over the other daintily as she ate her body weight in cheese. The perfect little ...

"The meal was lovely, as was the bath, thank you!" Pratik answered politely, offering a small smile. Maybe he wasn't in such a rush to get back to Ash after ...

(ohoho) "Something like that," Pratik agreed. "I don't expect I'll stay here long, just until we see how this conflict with Loquitur goes, so I can report back to Lord ...

(would they have homing pigeons or something where Pratik could easily get a letter out?) You should be thanking Ash. It felt weird accepting their thanks, when he knew fully ...

"Loquitur is planning to siege your reeve," Pratik answered calmly. "He sent ten pods of twenty men each to surround your estate. Last night, I took out the two commanders ...

"Thank you," Pratik murmured, letting the servant whisk him away. Their carelessness was a bit alarming. They hadn't even demanded he surrender his weapons. Had sent him with a maid ...

I didn't . "Pratik," he answered, not offering a last name. "I'm the man who warned Ash about this attack. I'm also the man who--" Pratik gestured vaguely behind him, ...

"Yeah, yeah, it's..." Pratik turned around, realizing he'd left the letter in his saddlebags. Outside. He huffed, then turned on his heel and pushed his way back through the guards ...

Pratik didn't even try to hide an eye roll as Veryl approached him. He didn't need a measly reeve to like him, and wasn't going to pretend like he did. ...

Pratik made it through the next four pods in the same manner: knock out the scout, kill the officers, retreat. He made sure to ride in a wide berth around ...

Pratik got off the horse and tied him up, then stamped down some snow in a rectangle, then paced back and forth without getting snow down his boots. Nothing sounded ...

Table Of Contents 1. ornaments of identity 2. alluring deception 3. unacceptable me 4. chaotic evil 5. desperation. 6. :( 7. the code of my regret 8. flakes of my ...

He would need to figure out how to hide his footprints. Snow always made things so much harder. Not only to not be discovered while he was in the midst ...

Pratik made good time. He alternated between cantering and walking, but he had to admit, the horse was of the finest quality. He was much less concerned about Kalrey now ...