Shadow Slave

It did not take long to discuss the details of their agreement with Cassie. She was wary of him, somewhat, but Sunny held the overwhelming advantage in the negotiations. After all, he had what she wanted, and knew more than her on top of that. It wasn't hard for him to get the blind seer to agree to his conditions.

She could not stay for long, either - at least not without risking her absence being noticed by someone from Clan Valor. Cassie did not want to attract their attention to Sunny, yet, or maybe ever. That suited him fine, as well.

‘What a strange birthday I'm having this year...'

When Cassie left, Sunny was once again left alone in the Brilliant Emporium. The city had grown dark, and a peaceful silence settled over the lake. He could see the magnificent castle shine with enchanted lights in the distance, the lanterns reflecting in the calm water like stars.

...Of course, that castle was just an illusion.

Or rather, not just an illusion, but a very special one. The kind of illusion that was, for all intents and purposes, real - more real than reality itself, even. Most of the people who lived inside the castle did not know the difference, since it did not affect their lives,

But Sunny knew,

There was a different kind of place hidden behind the beautiful, towering edifice of Bastion. A much more somber and terrifying place than what everyone was familiar with.

That was where he wanted to get to with Cassie's help.

once more and reading more of

Ivory Tower had once belonged to Hope. The Tomb of Ariel was the burial site of Oblivion. Sunny had already visited these two places, but

hidden in the Hollow Mountains. He had barely survived crossing over them, and was not nearly powerful enough, yet, to dare

to explore. Coincidentally or maybe not quite so each of them was now a Great

Sunny had been searching for a way to Infiltrate Queen

House of Night, meanwhile, was temporarily out of reach - he did not have a spare

of Shadows remained manifested permanently, but that guy also spent most of his time inside the Fragment of the Shadow

was maintaining a positive balance between expending and replenishing essence while constantly keeping these two versions of himself going, with plenty left in reserve for unexpected situations. Sending an additional avatar to Stormsea

the House of Night, which was connected to the Demon of

only left Bastion, which had once

fantastical powers. From what he could tell, the Demon of Imagination had been a master of illusions. Anything imagined by that daemon was like a mirage, and those

picturesque land surrounding it all of it had been conjured from the imagination of the ancient daemon. The Demon of Imagination was long

home to

the pretty mirage, though. He could only find it in the harrowing reality hidden behind

those who did not rule the illusory Citadel.

left before the next full moon, though, which would give both of them plenty of time