Chapter Sixteen: Burden of Proof | Part 6 “It took you long enough to realize Farish wasn’t coming,” Mercuria snarled. “I can’t believe you. I can’t believe myself for thinking I could trust you!” Thirtyx threw his line of sight toward the mental chat, but it had dissolved. “Mercuria, what are you talking about?” “IContinue reading “Why?”
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Everyone is Watching
Chapter Sixteen: Burden of Proof | Part 5 Halfway through their last class, the news broke that Ambassador Taravian was missing. Professor Ryik stopped lecturing and let the students do as they pleased. His blank stare and twitching face suggested he was discussing the news with his fellow teachers. That made it all the moreContinue reading “Everyone is Watching”
Play Offense
Chapter Sixteen: Burden of Proof | Part 4 Rhea pursed her lips. It wasn’t often that her queenly confidence faltered, but she looked haunted now, in a way Thirtyx had scarcely seen. “I’m starting to think we’ve passed the point where persuasion is possible.” Thirtyx looked to Benn, who nodded his agreement. “We need toContinue reading “Play Offense”
Regroup
Chapter Sixteen: Burden of Proof | Part 3 As Thirtyx and Seerla packed their things, they strained their ears for new information. But the whispers, albeit more insistent, had gotten quieter. Especially when Thirtyx was around. All alone, Thirtyx’s fourth class was unbearable. While notes flitted between desks and hushed conversations surrounded him, he awaitedContinue reading “Regroup”
Bombed
Chapter Sixteen: Burden of Proof | Part 2 Thirtyx hated that it was still on his mind the next morning, 64 bars before his Comp and 25 before he endeavored to steal a Selkie’s pelt. While Rhea and Benn bickered about semantics over breakfast, Thirtyx addressed his fingers with a hollow stare. “Thirtyx, you’ve beenContinue reading “Bombed”
Felt Right
Chapter Sixteen: Burden of Proof | Part 1 The Law Comp was in three days, and Thirtyx was sure he’d absorbed as much information as was Verithly possible. He’d reached the tipping point where he wasn’t sleeping enough to retain what he was cramming, and he worried that he’d lose even more information if heContinue reading “Felt Right”