The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
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She thought she had done well by listening to her mother's advice and not pushing the visit any further, but her nature had taken over on the way out of the camp and she had threatened the wrong man, to the wrong woman. For some reason, Sigyn had expected Regan to understand, because she had felt the tension between her and Cam, but she had been wrong. The curse hit fast and Sigyn fell to the ground, unable to move.
Her face was frozen in an angry snarl. She would be paralyzed for at least a few more minutes, but in her mind she was trying out all sorts of ways to execute Regan and Cam.
Sól tér sortna, sígr fold í mar, hverfa af himni heiðar stjörnur
Post by Regan Lassiter on Jun 28, 2024 12:28:44 GMT -5
Regan would see that the prisoner was collared, shackled, and kept under guard, transferred to a building of Nevermerean construction to await her fate—which would be decided by the very man that she’d threatened. Isolde would weep, but none would hear her. Stalking after the prisoner as she was taken away, Regan shook her head with a snarl that matched Sigyn’s.