Jackal Among Snakes

Argrave stood on the bridge leading to Blackgard, holding Sophia as he stared down the valley where the river rapids clashed against the rocks below. He felt that his mind was moving much quicker than its waters, at present. They weren’t in Sandelabara any longer, where its citizens lived in some sort of strange limbo. This was Blackgard, with people he’d pledged to defend walking the streets with trust in him. They had tremendous defenses here, but somehow Mozzahr had managed to breach them all, and now lied in wait.

Mozzahr was clever, and it was prudent to assume he had learned a great deal about Argrave’s character. The former cult leader would surely try and use either the people close to him, or the people that he’d sworn to protect, as a tool to force Argrave’s hand. If Argrave entered the city proper where the population was dense, Mozzahr could use and abuse that fact. Even if Argrave avoided the city, Mozzahr might cause mayhem just for the sake of forcing Argrave’s hand.

“Is something wrong, Argwave?” Sophia asked.

Yes, Argrave thought.

“No,” Argrave said. “I’m just thinking about what needs to be done in the immediate future. I want to make sure you live comfortably here, Sophia. You don’t have anyone you know.”

“I know… I know you. Do you have a home?” she asked.

Her words gave Argrave an idea, and he asked Elenore through their mental connection, “Could I lure Mozzahr to the parliamentary hall? Who’s there?”

“Me and—”

“If you’re there, forget it,” Argrave interrupted her.

“Just as well. Even barring me, we have some members of parliament here.”

With another option written off, Argrave had time enough to speak to Sophia. “I have quite a few homes, but I’m not sure which one would fit you best. Do you like the city? Do you like the countryside?”

“I… just want windows,” Sophia said. “That’s all.”

Places without windows… there’s not many here. Just a few, and they’re all built into the mountain—Artur’s Hall of Enchantment, Hause’s… Argrave’s thoughts jammed. That’s right. Hause’s temple. It’s separated from the rest of the city, it has a goddess protecting it, and has only one entrance or exit. Even if she’s not as strong as she once was, she can be counted on to defend Sophia. If Mozzahr pursues me inside, we’d have him trapped. If he tries to flee, he’ll have to use spirits to warp away, which would cause Onychinusa’s spirits to intercept and transfer him to the deep ocean. And above all, I think I can head there without rising any suspicion, should he be watching.

“Let everyone know,” he informed Elenore. “I’ll be taking Sophia to Hause’s temple. She owes me her life, and I’m certain I can trust her with this. Besides, I’m certain we’ll need her help with Sophia, long-term. Don’t spook Mozzahr. I’ll tell you when everyone else can rush in.”

but you’ll be trapped with Mozzahr. I can’t communicate with Hause—she might not be ready to protect

his hold over Sophia. “I won’t be trapped with him. He’ll be trapped with me. Ah—always wanted

remember you telling me you

me. It’ll be

But I’m heading to Vasquer. With her perception, I can

“What if Mozzahr

to teleport here to come to my

get hurt… I don’t know what I’d do. Just

to a place without windows for a little bit. We won’t be staying there very

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walking figure in the distance might be the Castellan

always

in the whole wide world that can see someone’s potential. And considering how special you

if

the most shocking result of all.” Argrave looked around, trying to act natural. “As a matter of fact, I can pretty much guarantee she won’t

Sophia insisted,

silver bracer on his wrist. After the fight with Norman, it

if I’m even worse than useless?” Sophia

say you’re precious. Do you think the great

self-confidence. It gave Argrave precious time to indulge his paranoia, eyes flitting from the city sprawl to his right to the mountains on his left as he edged along the verdant meadows in pursuit of Hause’s temple. He saw neither hide

still had some beauty to it. Since Argrave had last seen it, a grand arrangement of vines growing fruits, trees rising from the ground, and flowers decorating the path bloomed

was twice as beautiful within as it was without—a little garden, blocked off from the sun yet with all of nature’s bounty blooming all the same. Sonia received a few prospective worshippers, but the moment she spotted Argrave, broke away to greet

greeted him distantly and politely. They had

Argrave answered just as

her at

contacted Elenore again. “Are