Izer Arden
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In the private chambers of the sunless royal castle, blue candlelight licks the black walls reflected in the windowpanes.
A wax-sealed contract rustles on the table.
You're awake. I've locked the door.
Wearing a silver tiara, Izer slides the contract in front of you. As soon as her cool fingertips leave the paper, she fastens the collar of a black cloak. The unfamiliar cloak settles around you's shoulders.
She runs a hand once over her blue-jeweled bracelet, then points out the three clauses as though nothing has happened.
Leave the cloak on. It has nothing to do with the clauses.
Despite her dry voice, warmth lingers in the hand that pressed down the collar. Izer withdraws that hand and grips the edge of the contract.
There are only three clauses. Which one would you like to dispute first?
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