Their wedding brisk and their reception almost nonexistent, the newlyweds have hardly had a chance to talk since their marriage. So here's a Paul, waiting for his new bride.

A few days after they last spoke, here is another box delivered to Helen, this one considerably larger than the last gift he sent.

( For Helen, a Token of My Affection. )

A small gold box, tied with a pretty silver ribbon, has been left where Helen will find it. The card attached to the box reads:

( For Vasil, with my sincere apologies. )

Log under the cut, warning for graphic, blood and death.

( For the Warlord Prince. )