Chapter 12 Renaming
- She plotted to discover his weaknesses and leave this wretched castle with the amulet she'd seen still hanging about his chorded neck.
- A beacon of her purpose, I suppose. He grinned. Shifting happily in his red chair. Slinging an arm over the back as he put a leg over one armrest and kicked thoughtfully.
- He grunted. Staring at the ceiling above him thoughtfully. "Aren't we frustrated, Little One?"