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"Sir!"

A tall, white-blonde haired man stood at a window. Framed by light and dressed in dark attire he was a silhouette of determination and focus. Straight-backed he stared out into the city of...

"And there," he pointed at her as she sighed. "Is my proof. Stare is despairing over the knowledge that she can do little about this, and that she has no choice," he said, speaking her almost exact...

"Now that we are all akin in knowledge, then I think we can directly begin in discussion of how these changes will effect us all. I think everyone is agreement of the circumstances." His eyes flicked...

Once he had she threw herself out on the bed, letting out a mighty gasp. Her eyes wide, she stared at the ceiling of her room with sheer awe.

Vitruvion was a god. Bound in earthly form, but he was...

"Come down in an hour or so," he said. She blinked and started moving, looking away to push her body into a sitting position "Then we will begin discussion of your new duties."

Her eyes flickered...

Waking up in Vitruvion's arms when they had not had sex the night before was a new experience. Avis did not know quite how to feel about it. She found, however, she was a lot calmer than the night...

The memory of the place made Avis cringe. She began to curl away from Vitruvion, and he frowned, but did nothing as she took a slow foetal position. "You created it to mimick having your own world,"...

That night was a strange one.

Avis cried for what seemed hours. Everything that had been building up over the three full days, all the anger and frustration - it spilled out of her. With...

"That is ... An understatement. Half-celestial has the idea of one of my parents being a heavenly servant of some kind. Angel, or fallen angel as apparently some of my guards have surmised, Raevin...

"It is my belief - and I will confirm this later, but I have very high assumption that it will be confirmed - that the history of your people and the source of my power are connected. You see," a...

Once more, silence.

Dumbfounded, and utterly bewildered, Avis stared at him.

"I don't ... What?"

"You told me that your race does not show magic often."

Avis nodded slowly. "Only if they...

He was silent again for a while. For a strangely long time. Avis was watching out the window again when she heard the rustling of paper. Looking back over she saw Vitruvion grabbing her notes again...

It was only ten minutes until he came in. This time, however, he did not storm in, a torrent of fury that he had been before. Instead he was calm. He was peaceful. And he was purposeful. He strode...

The words rattled around her head like an avalanche. They were couple by an icy, thundering pain to her head which felt as if a frozen, stone fist was making contact with her skull. But on the...

Avis set her head into a hand, shutting the book closed again. Pausing, and struggling with the ideas that Karas proposed she sat there for a while, just staring at the book cover. No sound came from...

Avis learnt more that day about her race than she had in her sixteen years of kenku life. Being raised within the outcast class, the kegareta, had meant she had no formal schooling. Instead there had...

The next day was a day of research.

With the freedom of movement around the house - not that she was certain Vitruvion was watching at all - the next day Avis headed for the library. Her mind...

Tearing her eyes away from the duchess, and the now closed gate, Avis left the woman to cause a joyous turmoil in her world. Closing the door and climbing up to the back, with lithe movements, she...

They lurched to a halt, breaking her stupor. Looking up suddenly, knowing they had stopped, Avis caught sight of where they were. A giant tower, spilling into the sky. A hedge surrounding it and more...

Life sprung from nowhere, like a spring in a dry desert. One moment there was dusty streets, the rest there was a lovely attitude. Lovers and friends walked down the streets, mostly high elves but...

Luckily Avis managed to keep her nerve when she returned to the duchess. The woman had managed to gather herself enough to place on a fresh, more road-worthy dress, and collect the few things...

"Please stop looking at me like that, Stare," he murmured, eyes turning back to hers. "I'm not going to do anything. I'm not even going to tell anyone, he doesn't want that."

At least her instinct...

Raevin still looked concerned. "You can do that here, however," he murmured. "That power ... It rivals even his."

Thinking of the cuff at her wrist, Avis shook her head, staring into the brown...

All eyes on her. Something she was quickly needing to get used to.

Avis felt exhausted and awkward, not two feelings that went well together. But after her feat with the duchess her entire body...

Like her father the Duchess né Heysan was something to be intrigued by. Her long, flowing, fair and wavy hair was clasped back with a number of large pins in some fantastical fashion of the day....