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Emilianus het Cinna and Maxima quo Priscius are positively, unequivocally not in love. Absolutely not. But...
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Aymeric de Borel, a priest of the Halonic Orthodox Church serving the faithful in the Brume, falls victim to a most unfortunate circumstance: attacked and tainted by some nightkin, cursed to crave blood and fear daylight.
He flees the densely populated Holy See for a small village on the fringes called Ferndale, hoping to take refuge among strangers and sate his voidsent tastes on wild game rather than innocent victims. And while the villagers take to him quickly, charmed by their new resident priest and his velvety voice, there is one man who is not so quickly won over...
A lone woodsman who sees Monsignor Aymeric for what he is: unnatural, otherworldly, a threat.
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He has set a trap that no Ascian could refuse. There is no doubt in his mind that the emissary will come.
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30 Sep 2025
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Following the confrontation atop the Vault, a gravely wounded Haurchefant begins a lengthy journey toward recovery.
Along the way, he is met by Estinien Wyrmblood and given a most curious proposal: to use his considerable romantic experience to help the aloof dragoon properly court Aymeric de Borel.
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27 Sep 2025
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- Part 37 of Taming Dragons
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Fleeing from Eulmore with the Oracle of Light in tow, a desperate Thancred finds himself on Urianger's doorstep in search of succor and safety. What he finds is comfort and companionship beyond his expectations, and an old friend who sparks new feelings.
A lot can change in three years. Thancred had never been more keenly aware of that than he was now, staring up at Urianger's well muscled biceps and his unshrouded face. But what sparked the flutter of his heart wasn't the fine physique or the feathered hair, but the warmth that awaited him in those gilded eyes. And that was going to be a lot more difficult to bury within himself and forget.
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09 Sep 2025