Before the Day Is Done Part 27

Mari had never been more grateful for Muraad than in this moment as she rolled away from where the sword struck the ground. If Muraad hadn’t freaked out, Mari thought as she scrambled to her feet, then Apep and Bidkar wouldn’t have taught her how to stay alive in a fight. Continue reading


Before the Day Is Done Part 26

“I’ve tried, but I can’t find the key,” Helmuth muttered as Mari carefully dug through the weapon carelessly tangled in the chest. Continue reading

Before the Day Is Done Part 24

“Your Majesty,” a familiar voice was on the other side of the door. Mari’s head shot up, but she was careful not to knock her makeshift hood off her head. She couldn’t bear looking at the red markings defining her, so she had gotten creative with the clothes in the dresser, creating a robe similar to Apep’s that hid all of her from view. Continue reading