CHAPTER ELEVENRiona
As the Imperial guards realized their most valuable, most dangerous prisoner was loose on the streets of Drohoven, Riona dodged patrols and trudged through alleyway puddles as the light rain seeped into her clothing. She recalled the description of the Scav from Ollivan and matched it to the one from her memory of the fight in the woods, reached into the pouch in her belt, and retrieved a golden coin. The spell might not work, as the coin had doubtless touched many a hand including hers, but she had to try. If she could track him down, perhaps he would lead her to Riklar Dheediannil, and much-needed evidence to bring justice to Kentinough’s tragic murder.
She drew deeply from the sleeping Spirit Mother and calmed the wild magic with the gentle rain, cupping the coin and focussing on the bandit who had savagely wished their deaths. If it was a fight he wanted, he would get it from Riona, and next time, she wouldn’t hold back. The scent of roses, enhanced by the rain, filled the narrow alleyway as she worked the spell. The coin flashed hotly and then steadily, began to pulse, like a heartbeat...
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