Excert of "Blood Affinity"The corridors of the keep slid slowly past as I ran full pelt towards the King's private quarters, the bloodied dagger I held forcefully in one hand suddenly a dead weight. As I reached the open door I skidded to a stop, breathing fast and eyes wide. Inside the room the familiar stone walls were still decorated by the collection of expensive wall hangings and tapestries common among the wealthy. The council table which remained piled high with documents sat in the centre; the seven chairs seated around it were all empty save one. The bloodied form of an elderly man was slumped in the chair in opposite the door, his head tilted back as if ad
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