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Chapter 5



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In the distant countryside, far from Cali and the Enchanted Forest, was another realm, equally as remarkable but much less pleasant. The kingdom of Wolframme et Hart was home to liars, thieves and those suave string pullers who could get even the most reprehensible of murderers to walk free.

Wolframme et Hart had no King, or Queen. Instead, the Senior Partners, who were never seen, yielded their authority with iron fists. Their influence was all that mattered to the citizens of this sovereignty. Those who were lucky enough to be the higher echelons of said Senior Partners were always scheming for more power. Lies were encouraged, cheating expected, and those poor souls who had integrity lasted not a fortnight in this sinful land. No true friends existed, for to trust in the land of Wolframme et Hart was to wake up one fair morn, and feel the sharp pain of a knife in your back.

In this land of liars and thieves lived a misguided minstrel, dissatisfied with life in general, who had been seduced into thinking he could find his answers by seeking out the Senior Partners. His name was Lindsey, borne of peasants in the forsaken countryside, and at the tender age of twenty and four was the youngest of the Senior Partner’s advisors.

However, much to Lindsey’s dismay, he did not have the heart of a Wolframme et Hartotian, but he faked it well. He was brutal, cold and reputed to have stone for a heart. Not even his associate, Lady Lilah, had any inkling that Lindsey was not the cold hearted beast he purported himself to be. The Senior Partners had also taken an interest in young Lindsey, and set to him an important task.

The Senior Partners were very much interested in the lands that lay beyond the Mountains of Morning, particularly in the legends of the Daughters of Cali, and those of the King of the Vampires. Many years now had been spent studying the history of these two. Seers had been brought in from the faraway land of Chin, yet nothing of value had come from this research. It was time for the Senior Partners to take a more active approach to their pursuit of the Truth.

Lindsey was sitting at his desk when the scroll appeared in front of him. Sighing in resolution, he reached for the locked oak box in his bottom desk draw. He whispered a short charm and the box glowed for a moment, before the top opened with a soft click, and a golden snake slithered out. Lindsey held out his arm over the scroll and hissed in pain as the snake buried its fang in his vein. Several drops of blood dropped onto the scroll and were quickly soaked in.

Lindsey shuddered in revulsion as he brought his other arm up and twisted the snake’s neck, and slid the dead reptile’s fangs from his arm. Grabbing a handkerchief from another desk drawer, to stem the flow of blood, Lindsey began to read the missive from the Senior Partners.

“Have you read the memo?” Lilah’s cool tone caused Lindsey to put down the scroll he had been reading to glare in her direction.

“The secret summons that, to be read, required a drop of my blood to be drawn from my body by a highly dangerous snake?” Lindsey gestured to the corpse of.

Lilah smirked. “That would be the one, yes.” Lilah perched on the corner of Lindsey’s desk. “Are you going to accept?”

Lindsey’s eyes grew dark as he recalled the contents of the scroll. “Saying no would be tantamount of treason.”

“So you’re going?” Lilah could hardly contain her glee. With Lindsey out of the area for the foreseeable future would allow her to finally begin her plans.

Lindsey smirked cruelly. “Don’t worry about missing me, Lilah.” He stood and stepped close to her body, so they mere inches apart. “The Senior Partners said I could have a companion on my journey.” Lindsey smiled, which sent chills down Lilah’s back. “You’re coming with me.”

Lindsey smiled in amusement at the fish-like expression on her face. “We leave at dawn.”

Lilah’s face was not beautiful when she wore that constipated expression; Lindsey reflected a moment later, as he watched as she swept a priceless vase to the floor and flounced out the door. Neither, he thought, would she appreciate his using a word such as flounced.

Lindsey left his office, and the shattered vase, for his private quarters. He would need to make sure he left no sensitive materials behind during his journey to the Mountains of Morning.

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