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Hardyn paced impatiently beside the garden doors, they lingered next to him shutting out the cold. The palace gardens were being showered his snow confetti, he had taken the day off and was watching as his garden changed from the bright colours of summer and autumn into a monochrome show piece. Lelita was taking her time, she had gone upstairs to fetch a coat so that they could go for a walk together in the garden but she seemed to be taking forever. Hardyn had been married to Lelita for a year and his father and the council were pleased, however with the passing of his father and the sudden rise to a throne he had prepared for, for so long

The plains stretched on forever in front of them, Hardyn’s stomach clinched as he thought of the journey ahead. Hopefully, on horseback they should be at Erros in the next two days, However that was assuming that they didn’t run into any difficulties between now and then. Layva squeezed her horses sides easing him onto the plain, Mishico followed; they walked out onto the dry patchy grass and started towards the North. They soon pushed the horses into a gallop. They had been travelling for a few hours, had stopped for food and were now coming up onto the crest of a large hill, when they heard the growling. Hardyn grabbed Layva

“I’ll take you to Mishico.” “What about Lady Elena? I should really thank her for her hospitality.” “She’ll be working, but I’m sure she knows and understands,” Hardyn nodded and gripped the pommel of his sword. “Let’s go,” They walked towards the end of the hall, a path parted in the scrub and they began to follow it in silence. Hardyn paused for moment to look back at the eerily lit hall. He found himself wondering when he’d be back; having lost Tanjari and possibly Monderth to the Shethen it was nice to know that there was still a part of Monderth untouched. The path woun

The wind weaved through the long black hairs that bristled across his body. His paws had begun to grow sore from the constant pounding of the ground. Rufin’s ears were fully erect as they listened intently to the whispering winds that flew past them. His tongue lolled lazily out the side of his mouth. The plains seemed to stretch on forever in front of him. He paused and stood panting in the midday sun, the few of his pack that could shape shift stood at his sides, heads bowed as they tried to catch their breath. “It’s not much further,” he growled, “We should be at the southern lands of Erros within 2 days.” &

The hall floor filled with happily dancing white figures, the ivy curtains began to brake and ivy encrusted nymphs unfolded themselves down the trees and made there way to the floor. The branches of the high canopy became laced in nymphs donned with fiddles and trumpets, wearing nothing more than their petal preserved skins. Female nymphs hung lazily in the vines with lovers in their quaint rags. The floor began to rupture again and out spouted a large table, which stretched from one end of the hall to the other. As the leaves in the table unfolded they released a bounty of fruits, cakes and grapes that hung plump with wine. Large chandelier

The garden was flooded with sun light as the sun passed midday. The small white summer house, with rose plants coiled tightly between the white washed frames, stood proudly amongst the trees. A servant had placed tea on the veranda coffee table, next to a soundly dozing Alora. She had fallen asleep after the afternoon meal; Hardyn looked at her as she peacefully lay back in the chair with a book entwined in her fingers. He’d stolen the afternoon from the state to spend some time with his wife and daughter. However it was three year old Lucky who seemed more interested in her usually absent father. He picked up the coloured blocks from

The street cobbles glistened with dew, Rufin marched towards Nardack’s house. He eagerly jogged up the steps and drew himself up at the door. He pushed them back and walked into the large hallway, the walls were lined with paintings and as he approached the courtyard he composed his words in his mouth. The courtyard was still dark, as the sun hadn’t reached over the tall walls. He quickly hopped over to the white doors and stepped into the hallway. The room was silent, Rufin scuttled around the edges looking for life. There was silence until Rufin picked up the sound of someone walking down the stairs; he turned around staying whe