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Excerpted Jack of Hearts: Bleys questions appearances
Bleys has learned of a new nephew, and declares that he is, in fact, quite alive by strolling into Jack's and demanding scotch.
Bleys enters, pausing to throw his cloak at a passing servant and kick dirt from his boots. "Mandrake?" He shouts, peering into the gloom of the main room. "Mandrake!"
Ris looks over at the shout, and laughs. "You've got two ( Read more... ) -
Dear Diary
I was assaulted by the Commander of the Hounds.
This will be fun. -
Lightning and Kisses: An Excerpted Tale of Raphaela
Raphaela says "Why, of course. I'm even clean today. NO mud or anything. Even all bones in order. That's enough to impress Lord Ris."
Gerard says, "Ris has a discerning eye, he does; very picky about things like bones and mud."
"It is!" Ris proclaims, impressed enough to hoise his glass to Raphaela. "This has become a habit of late, and one of which ( Read more... ) -
Dear Diary
Dear Diary,
I have become acquainted with Sebastopol. I find I know him rather better than I would have wanted.
My chambers smell strangely of perfume. I hope my mother doesn't think to visit.
I'm still alive, and being sent cigars. I wonder if he'll ever realize my preference is for cigarettes. -
A First Date
Ris is idling on the couch, a glass of scotch nearby. He has an apple in one hand, and a dagger in the other. He is slowly carving slices from the fruit, alternating between bites, drinks, and puffs from the black and gold cigarette held lightly between his lips.
Errol emerges from a private booth, a wine bottle loose the in the dove grey glove at ( Read more... ) -
Dear Diary
Dear Diary.
I went for a walk in the woods, and saved a man's life. -
A Letter to Mother
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A Question of Bias..
Fiamme is invited to tea, and the Duke Cosimo de'Mandrake is discussed.
The doors to the suite are opened, and Fiamme is led in to the parlor by a servant in the liveried colors of the palace staff.
"The irony of my position never fails to amuse." Ris is seated on a chair of black leather and rich golden wood, but he rises at Fiamme is led in. " ( Read more... ) -
In Which an Understanding is Reached
Once there was a man, who ruled the House of Mandrake as duke in all but name. Then a man thought lost appeared, who ruled the House by right of name. The house had been weakened by loss of property, prestige, and wealth, and could not afford an outright battle.
Cosimo is standing in front of the window to the north. His hands clasped behind his ( Read more... )