Looks like I’ll be posting from this for a while yet, maybe even long enough to find a cable for my external hard drive, or the hand written part of the story that I know I’ve seen somewhere.
This follows from last week’s snippet.
Veren closed the kitchen door behind him and paused, taking a deep breath, his mind racing. He knew his duty, of course, but tonight it didn’t seem right. He smiled to himself. He could delay it, he supposed, using the excuse of her Call. After all, two Talents were better than one…
His mind made up, he turned and made his way into an older part of the building. He didn’t need to tell his Masters about her just yet – or maybe ever, he added, surprising himself. He had never disobeyed before, had never stepped outside of the bounds of his duties. Not disobeying. He was not under any direct orders concerning this woman. In fact, they didn’t even know she was here. He was, of course, duty-bound to tell them, but…
But he found himself knocking quietly on a door and stepping back, waiting for it to be opened.
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