Chapter 1 - Azriel

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Azriel was confused. That didn't happen often. He was the Spymaster to the most powerful High Lord who had ever existed, and had no idea what was happening.

He had been flying around Velaris when he felt it. There was a wave of power that rushed through him. It smelled faintly of lemon verbena and embers, a strange combination. He could make out some hints of pine and snow, though it was faint. He had flown over to a mountain, where he felt the power coming from. He landed, and had seen the strangest thing.

He was now staring at it. It was just blood, and bone, and flesh. He could smell the fear and pain emanating from it. That's how he knew it was a creature. He couldn't see anything from the wounds covering it though. There wasn't a single spot not covered in blood. He didn't know what to do, so he called for Rhys.

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