The Dream Crafter
“Not that she needed to. For several feet in every direction, she had wards set up to alert her to any nasties, and beyond that she kept her magic at the ready, so high that the few people who had passed this dark alley near nowhere special had scurried past her, the magic level causing an instinctive desire to flee even though they had no magic of their own.
A tremor reached her through one of the wards, and Zemar approached from straight ahead, his own magic – if he had any, the enigmatic scum...bucket – hidden or pulled back. “You honor me by choosing to accept my invitation.”
“Cut the crap, shithead. Why did you call me? Shouldn’t you be talking to Fallon? After all, she and your boss made the deal.”
If Reign’s right-hand man took exception to her language, he didn’t show it. He remained unflappable, elegant in the crisp, sharp lines of his suit. “If you had no interest in seeing me, why did you not approach Lady Fallon and tell her of our meeting?”
“Maybe I did,”MoreLess
A tremor reached her through one of the wards, and Zemar approached from straight ahead, his own magic – if he had any, the enigmatic scum...bucket – hidden or pulled back. “You honor me by choosing to accept my invitation.”
“Cut the crap, shithead. Why did you call me? Shouldn’t you be talking to Fallon? After all, she and your boss made the deal.”
If Reign’s right-hand man took exception to her language, he didn’t show it. He remained unflappable, elegant in the crisp, sharp lines of his suit. “If you had no interest in seeing me, why did you not approach Lady Fallon and tell her of our meeting?”
“Maybe I did,”MoreLess
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