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of being

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the bravest men were thos

n others would not, and see reason because

ause they never strive to be true m

s living and at the ti

or this man. He might have been a good man at some time and he might still be one, but the price on his head is simply too much for me to turn dow

felt had not been a fly and neither had it been a mosquito. Four years on the streets of Ardan has made me accustomed to the feel of those

he were here right now. Care

this feeling is and move clo

ut about. Up until last week i had been getting prepared to go off into the red deser

ily guarded places. Master had simply called on me when he saw me in

ing is gone and i am still safely encased in the hold of the shadows that the dimly lit hallway lends me. Someone walks past me again and

be visitor and intruder free. The Duke usually keeps

nd a wife who i'm pretty sure is paying an

t me, i do what

en into the Duke's study in a rush or if it's because of the fact that i might actually be scared. This isn't what i had been exp

at the side of my belt when someone el

that he is as normal and as plain as everyone else who has also made the

at the back of his neck makes me feel like walking

ding and i catch my breath and stop it from getting

stranger wandering his halls and sniffing the air like some damn dog. He'll probably di

e same cloying scent of death after i said i hated the way it made my eyes itch. He's dange

, especially when he's with a cloak and that worried look in his eyes but a

that line today. I wait and bide my time. He walks down the hall the next minute with his nose still

ver wear the s

e. The door isn't too far away now but i know that

scinates me. If Alina is actually being truthful about all she's telling me then i think it would be healthy if th

me wooden beams that drop low enough that i can get myself onto it and have a true vantage point of what is g

ther and then there's that feeling again. That feeling that

ot sc

never b

in is nev

ling to leave. It does and i climb up the wooden bea

on't kno