Chapter 12

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And Descist took the form of the serpent and seduced the angel in the Garden of Earoni

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And Descist took the form of the serpent and seduced the angel in the Garden of Earoni. Her soul would be forever his. For once the darkest god is allowed into one's heart, one can never escape him.

-Legends 101:20

"Sub-general Nightwing?"  Prompt and direct, but still with the utmost respect, the voice cut through the haze of Cassandra's thoughts like the blade of the sharpest dagger

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"Sub-general Nightwing?"  Prompt and direct, but still with the utmost respect, the voice cut through the haze of Cassandra's thoughts like the blade of the sharpest dagger. At the simple question, she bolted upright in the saddle with a start. The sky was nearly dark, a far contrast from when she last took notice of it.

Cassandra sought to regain her senses, looking about for anything to focus her weary attention on.  Behind her, Cassandra could hear the sounds of wagons creaking and pulling across the frozen road. One of the soldiers in the troop was riding alongside her, and it was his voice that had infringed upon her lost and private thoughts.

"Are you alright, ma'am?" His next question contained a hint of concern.

The winter winds grew less hospitable as the sky faded from day while her attention was captured by a dim light up ahead.  "I'm fine," she grumbled.

"There's an inn just ahead." He motioned towards the lamplight she'd already noticed.  "Should we secure lodging for the night?"   

"Yes," was her only response as she tried to relieve a kink in the muscles of her neck.   

The soldier galloped off without another word in the direction of the roadside establishment to fulfill his commander's request.

Cassandra took the time until she arrived at the inn to sort out the thoughts in her mind.  There had not been a sign of trouble while she and her men guarded this latest caravan of supplies south towards Catersburg.  It seemed rather odd to her.  Especially since every other attempt had been met with resistance.  Or so General Kayzar had claimed.   

But, if she were being honest, she had other business intended with this journey south. This was not simply about her deciding to escort an insignificant convoy. Her men were capable of protecting it. They didn't need her presence to ensure the mission would succeed.

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