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Silas could not deny that he felt connected to her. Perhaps it was foolish to waste their time questioning her beliefs, but her answers did satisfy his curiosity. He listened to her speak about her mother, pulling apart her every word. He wondered how much the girl knew about magic, what a...

Silas frowned when she avoided his question about why she had come. Even if it did not truly matter, he wanted to know why she had gone through so much trouble just to help him. But perhaps it was not entirely her intention to help him; it would make sense that she was just too curious about...

Silas followed her orders, and kept silent. The walls were of thick stone, but that did not mean that no one could hear him. After what had happened, he was sure the guards outside would be listening carefully. And if they heard something strange between him and the girl they thought was a...

Silas had been grateful for the near silence that his bedroom had held. He had been tempted to look outside, for his window showed a magnificent view of the temple. He wondered how many people were still packed outside, and what the nobles were doing now that they had no wedding and coronation...

Iohanna suppressed her tears with some difficulty. There was no reversing the effects of what had just happened. She glanced over the mass of confused people, and thought about the entire kingdom outside. How long would it take for the news to spread across the whole kingdom? Dagen would be...

Lady Iohanna looked between them all, desperate to find just one person that looked as though she was convincing them. "This is a dark magic," she exclaimed, her voice shaking towards the end in spite of her great efforts. The people were already siding with Lord Raine, she did not want to...

Silas looked from face to face as people swarmed around him, faltering with the crown. He opened his mouth to speak, but was almost relieved when someone else's voice broke through the commotion. He was fleetingly shocked that it was Lord Raine who spoke up, but he was promptly distracted by...

Lady Iohanna stood up a little straighter, finding her height to be something that drew her confidence. She felt some kind of fleeting sympathy for Lord Raine. They were both witnessing the marriage of their children, but they were alone in the crowd of nobles. Not counting the funeral...

Silas kept calm, and only smiled as his bride entered the temple, careful not to falter. It was difficult to see her face beneath the delicate white veil, but he was sure she was a beauty. Compared to her father, she looked almost unnaturally tiny and delicate. Perhaps it was just because of...

Silas did fear that someone would believe her, whore or not. The way rumors spread about, he knew that people believed in some of the most nonsensical things. And besides, Silas knew that this particular whore could be very convincing. But Silas could cover that up. All he needed to do was...

Silas knew that his words were not entirely believable, but he was also unwilling to admit it. When she said there was no need to lie, Silas's expression darkened. "So what was it your mother told you about me, then?" he asked derisively. "That I am some sort of unhuman thing? You should...

Silas flinched when she stood up from beneath the blankets, realizing only then that he had said something wrong. He took a step back, listening to her put the pieces together, and he shook his head. "No," he said, raising his voice, then lowering it again. "No, it is not true. Those aren't...

As Yasmin continued to protest, Silas frowned at her. "Your Lady will be disappointed, then," he said flatly. "You are no longer under her orders." She didn't seem to understand. He knew that commoners were often detrimentally uneducated, and he remembered now why he was so reluctant to talk...

Of course, Prince Silas was not used to such begging. And to be begging a harlot, no less, was extremely disturbing. He comforted himself knowing that perhaps no one would ever know except her. If he were to die, Silas was determined to take everyone with him that he could; including her just...

Silas was restless and desperate to hear what she had envisioned, and each moment she took to recover, he became angrier with her. Surely she understood the urgency of the situation, that she needed to stay alert for him. For a brief moment, he considered calling upon a servant to bring her...

Silas could only hope that she could recreate the moment, see something-- anything. Anything would help, he felt. He knew magic had consequences, but he felt that his consequences would be more dire if he did not explore further. There were just too many questions. He felt more lost than...

As Yasmin flinched at his words, Silas almost rolled his eyes. He simply took a deep breath, and tried to stifle his rage if only for his own sake. Silas had to think about what she saw. The true nature of divination was not familiar to him. He needed to know the details. How much of the...

Silas stared silently as she babbled on. At least she seemed more fearful than he was. But still, as she went on... it became evident that she saw something she did not expect. He waited for her to go on. Perhaps whatever vision had come to her was not something incriminating. She seemed so...

Of course, Silas had not intended to get so lost in the harlot's scheme. But he was inebriated and she was brilliant with her work. It was hypnotizing. All of the women he had ever been close to, they had all been so formal, so boring. Silas knew he was being foolish, but he allowed himself...

Silas met her at the bed, gently tugging the curtains away. Lord Raine's gift had not been in poor taste at all. He admired the girl's flowers, and he could barely see the careful detail that had been put into her attire in the light of the fireplace. He looked back at her face when she began...