Danger Then something rushed through the trees, raising a whirlwind of crushed leaves, and quickly flew straight towards her. It flew over the heads of the people with blades, flashed in the moonlight like a falcon, and then fluttered in the air , caught in the claws of the silent wild magic of the Place, and collapsed helplessly on the stones in front of her: gasping, lifeless, barefoot Storm. As if this was what the men with knives had been waiting for, they rushed forward in an eager wave of dark skin, flashing grins and knives. Intrigue - He revels in in order to suck this beast dry,” remarked a coldly malevolent voice, “and sees nothing else.” “Has our time finally come, teacher?” “Yes.” You know what to do. The student nodded, swallowed and carefully began the long-practiced spell. Rundarvas Taael smiled and waved his hand to the second student. And the third, and the fourth, and the fifth. There were many portals that needed to be destroyed and changed, and such things take time. Hasty work is always sloppy work. Honor - I need you, Andur Imrait, to keep your sword sharp and not tolerate lies from courtiers, nobles, or the regent. The groom looked at her silently. - But am I needed? you, Andur? - the princess asked quietly. - Do you still need someone to love, to look up to, to fight for? Or is it all over for you, except for drinking and grumbling about how everything was better in your time, and today the kingdom is ruled by a pack of corrupt and unprincipled fools?