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Howling With The Wolf

The unimpeded thoughts of the spirit

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#Maya

Maya

Origin

Unknown – wandered into the Castle in Celaver at the age of 5

Notable Family Members

Adopted Daughter of Quesios

Physical Traits

Electric Blue Eyes and Chocolate Coloured Hair

Integration Mark

Unknown

Colour

Electric Blue

Profession

Assistant to Chief Medical and Scientific Advisor

Chapter 1 – Here Today, Gone Tomorrow

quote taken from this chapter



You can find the previous chapters here


The clatter of falling vessels was loud as the maids crashed into the walls, making way for the queen to run past them. The din had finally stopped when the library doors swung open and the panting queen’s shadow fell upon the man sitting at the desk in the centre, surrounded by shelves of books.

She watched him stand up and bow slightly, awaiting her words.

Why did you allow him to leave?

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Chapter 13 – Drowning

Quesios and Maya
Quesios and Maya (the sketch is mine, please give due credit if used)

This is the final chapter for the first part of this series. I will be writing an epilogue, though. Thank You for reading and supporting this series.
The previous chapters can be found here


Nick awoke groggily to a white room. The Saludom, his mind informed him, he’d been asleep for a whole day. The castle felt eerily quiet and he sat up to take note of his surroundings.

Widening his mental field, he could sense two jades on the other side of the curtains that we’re pulled for his privacy. A doctor and a nurse, he presumed. His palm felt tight and he brought it up and curled and uncurled his fingers.

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Chapter 12: Grieving

All my previous posts can be found here

For some reason that I have no idea about, when I posted my last chapter, the last few extremely important lines did not get posted, so I’m going to add those lines in bold right below this line


 

Aurora woke up after a short nap feeling less sore than she had been before. Conjuring the sword really took a lot out of her, she supposed. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to visit Peritia again, just to ask her if the lessons would be changing tomorrow. She imagined they would.

Putting on her simple clothes, she wondered if Nick had enough confidence in her abilities or simply thought she was expendable. She’d really have to visit him today.

Just as she opened her door, a flurry of long limbs seemed to dart by. A little taken aback, she peered out to see Quesios hurrying down the hallway and she followed him just in time to watch him freeze at the sight of Nick coming out of the Library with a few texts in hand.

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