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curled around a symbol of some sort
and the other side was a tangled mess of lines etched upon the
metal at various depths. Devon had suggested that it was perhaps a
key. But to what? Her father’s note indicated, though with a
frustratingly scant amount of real information, that this could
help her locate more tomes of ancient information. She had gotten a
taste of the power they held from just the copied portion she had
gotten her hands on, and could only imagine what the other books
contained. She was itching to find out. The note had also given her
some sliver of a clue as to what the bastard King had been up to.
This Bloodstone that her father mentioned that could give you
godlike powers could be the source of the King’s sudden rise in
status. She didn’t believe for a second that he was actually the
Sleeping God as he was spreading around, her lips curled in
disgust, he probably couldn’t even use the stone correctly with his
common blood. Regardless, if he did already have control of the
stone, the source of its power that her father mentioned would be
essential for her to find to use against him.
    So far, the symbol on the front had given
them no clues, other than the obvious reference to the gods, and
neither Devon’s limited information network he had been gathering
here, nor Jezebel’s frequent visits to the Hall of Histories had
been able to produce any leads. It was almost as if something was
missing. Several of the scholars had almost looked as though they
recognized it at first glance, but upon further inspection each had
told her that it was like nothing they had ever seen. It almost
seemed familiar to Jezebel as well, as though it were something in
the book that Lord Farthen had given her.
    She clenched her fist around the disk at the
thought. While she had been incapacitated, someone had stolen her
precious copy of the document and had apparently cleared out the
country manor of her hounds as well. She shuddered. Not that she
had been overly excited to see them again. The memory of them
attacking her was something she would not have been unhappy to have
never recovered. She quickly shoved the fear aside, however, and
replaced it with more anger. Those ungrateful mangy beasts,
after all I did for them. I wish they WERE still there so I could
teach them a lesson! The metal of the disk bit into her hand
sharply as she tightened her grip on it and she cried out, flinging
it out of her hand roughly. It rolled across the stone floor,
balancing precariously on its edge.
    Its roll turned and arced gracefully towards
the fireplace, bouncing upwards as it hit the lip, and it headed
directly into the flames.
    “Bloody-“ Jezebel started to curse as the
disk hit the fire, but abruptly stopped, stunned into silence. Then
she started to giggle hysterically, and soon it became full-blown
laughter. Of course! Now she had everything she needed to
get back at the two miscreants who had dared cross her, and she
would have the power to put that blasted man pretending to be a god
in his place. Yes, now she had everything she needed…
     
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    Katya trailed behind Gryffon and Layna. For
all Gryffon’s talk about wanting to be more than friends with the
girl, he certainly had started giving her the cold shoulder. Though
Katya could hardly blame him with the news that she had brought.
She was beginning to regret her own involvement with her.
    Both their stories seemed to concur that the
King was involved in treacherous dealings and blood-magic, and
Katya was sickened at the thought that she had helped to free such
a man. Deep down, she knew she wouldn’t have been able to do it any
differently, however, and this knowledge frightened her. She was
not in control of her emotions. Even so, she felt the pressing need
to right this wrong. Though she had been averse to engage in the
happenings of the world, seeing as how she had already
inadvertently gotten caught up in helping someone whose own
intervention was having a