Foreign Affairs: Chapter 9

Three months would be a short time to arrange such a meaningful wedding. The government in Gisland had to be contacted of course, but not before the official story was set straight with everyone who would be asked questions. The wording of the prophecy would be exactingly selected, forged on paper that looked far older…

Foreign Affairs: Chapter 8

“What?”  “You heard me,” Greenglass said, giving Rowan a smug look over the top of her spectacles. “If only someone had been there to tell you about the complication to any trade route we try to establish in the north.” Did she gain something from being so meaninglessly petty or was this some kind of…

Foreign Affairs: Chapter 3

Rowan stretched out under the covers of his bed and yawned, turning his eyes away from the bright light streaming from the window.  “Good morning,” he ventured, not wanting Greenglass or some less overbearing woman like a maid to think they caught him off-guard. He had an extremely incriminating report under his pillow, after all.…

Foreign Affairs: Chapter 2

Thanks to Laaren, Jexx and the gang for helping with edits. Art by BWSnowy Greenglass stared at Rowan counting his prayer beads with the kind of bored ennui travellers get when they’ve long since gotten tired of staring out the window of their carriage. It wasn’t like there was anything to see, anyway. Tree. Rock.…