Raizel watched the conversations move around in circles.  They were trying to be deferential, but she was a kid by their reckoning (and they weren’t far off), and she wasn’t firm or authoritative enough to make it easy for them. Raven got up after a bit and went wandering, came back, and murmured in Cailing’s… Continue reading Thirty-One: Whispers

“Why did you even buy us?” “Kid,” Weckel sighed, “you are going to get yourself and everyone else in a world of hurt.  Would you stop that?” “Come here.  Cory, right?”  She had no idea what she was doing.  Did it show? “Cory.  Mistress.”  He was only a couple seats away from her; he settled… Continue reading Thirty: Teamwork