Jackal Among Snakes

Argrave surveyed Svetlana of Quadreign. She wasn’t exactly a main character, but she was a companion the player could recruit—these reasons alone made her notable. She regarded the three of them with the same curiosity. In particular, she studied Galamon.

“Svetlana—wait for me outside, please,” Vasilisa said. “I have some business to discuss with the Drawnwaters.”

The Magister’s niece gave a slow, steady nod. “…sure, I can do that. I do have something rather important to talk to you about. As a matter of fact, I was going to discuss it with the margravine.”

“Later, then,” Vasilisa said somewhat urgently. “I’d like to finish up here.”

Hesitantly, Svetlana stepped back outside and shut the door behind her with a small wave before it shut.

“Glad you’re here, cousin,” Pavel called out to Margravine Sophia. “Our guests were discussing something rather interesting—something I think you should be part of.”

“I’m not certain what the Quadreigns might need to speak of with us,” Sophia said as she moved to take a seat on the couch. “Perhaps they mistook ‘margravine’ with ‘margrave.’”

“Half-right. Secrets new and secrets old… about your husband, it seems,” Pavel described succinctly, making room for her. Sitting side-by-side, they seemed brother and sister more than cousins.

The margravine’s green eyes narrowed. “You want to discuss Ivan,” she repeated. “If you want me to change his mind on a matter, you’re wasting your time. My husband likes as few words from me as possible.”

Argrave took a deep breath and sighed. “I understand things have been strained between you and your husband. As such, I’m going to take a large risk, and ask to speak with you frankly,” Argrave explained.

The margravine looked at him. “Who exactly are you?”

“Here? No one,” Argrave clasped his hands together as he shook his head. “In my land, they call me Silvaden ‘the Smiler.’ Now, I’m merely one working beside Magister Vasilisa. She and I have been handling an important matter together. And this matter has come to directly concern you and your family.”

The margravine frowned. “Alright. Then… even if you speak frankly, since Vasilisa of Quadreign brings you into my home… I will allow it.”

Argrave cleared his throat. “As you know, House Quadreign bears a significant debt to Margrave Ivan. Without the flame Quadreign once owned, the city cannot function: the clocktower has ceased, the homes are unheated, and things have become unsustainable all around. This debt has been increasing month by month, as I understand things.

“Despite the fact that Margrave Ivan could send another to collect the debt, he comes himself every time,” Argrave continued quickly, before his listeners could grow confused. “We’ve come to find that this is because he has a mistress in the city.”

The Margravine’s fair skin grew paler, and she took a deep breath. Argrave her stew in the silence for a time, yet felt deeply uncomfortable looking at the rapid changing of emotions in her face. Vasilisa, too, looked quite tense.

“Quite frankly, we would have let the information be at that,” Argrave continued. “But… we have reason to believe that this union bore a child. Margrave Ivan took this child with him quite recently, which allowed us to discover key secrets from the mother.”

Margravine Sophia rose to her feet. “What are you talking about?! You come to my home to speak of this?! This… this baseless slander?”

levels of the tower. Indeed, no one we’ve spoken to has been there. This is because it harbors the flame of

the margravine questioned hysterically. “Have you

do,” Argrave said without flinching. “The fact is, Margravine Sophia, I’m sitting here today because I’m absolutely certain of this accusation. And if you disbelieve me, you need only head into the lower levels of your husband’s tower. Within, you’ll find a flame as black as the night sky. A flame he hid from you,

was quick and labored. “…get out,” she said

understand.” Argrave rose to his feet. “I did what I felt obligated to.

Pavel looked thrown off balance, looking between his cousin and their party with some concern. The margravine sat back on the couch, clutching her

her, given the atmosphere they’d just caused they decided it would be

of stone?”

responded. The joke was understood only by Galamon and Anneliese and found

just as upset

She’s resourceful, and distrustful of her husband already,” Argrave declared calmly, walking down the road. “The flame alone will be proof enough to sway the margravine, I’m sure. Then,

grabbed his shoulder, stopping him. “But what you

Argrave turned, looking down

don’t see how you could know any of

know the flame is down there. It’s the only place it could reasonably be. The rest, it’s… merely speculative,”

expecting a response from Argrave. He offered

as much—no, I have more reason than

me question how much you’re being honest with me about other things,”

we have,” Argrave answered without skipping a beat, looking to Galamon. “Any other secrets I keep from you… it’s only for the safety of me and mine. And in time, I hope they can be revealed to you. I dislike keeping secrets from people I would like to

but Argrave swore they warmed somewhat. “I drink with friends, but I’ve not shared a

then cautioned, “You will sink even deeper into debt trying to get

that a challenge?” she raised

mentioned… perhaps now isn’t the best time,” Argrave reminded her. “It seemed rather

right. Let’s wait for a little bit for her to come out, then return. I want to be sure she’s

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Vasilisa did not hear from Svetlana again, either. This fact concerned the Magister greatly. Argrave, curious himself, offered to have Anneliese scout for the young

over her face. It was quite easy to tell who they were, and their party took them to their room in the inn and warded the place so that they might

have been another reason she’d been wearing it. Her eyes were quite puffy-looking and red as though raw. There was something else, there, too. Her face was tight in anger as she sat

lower sections of the tower,” the margravine began, staring at the

and sitting down quietly. “I’m

Her cousin, Pavel, put a hand

her own chair and sat. “You mean to say, Margravine Sophia… the

Sophia snapped. “You told me

confidence,” Vasilisa shook her head. “But I… what