A Bird in Hand

A Bird in Hand

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All her life, Airla wondered why her closest friend was locked away in her chambers. No matter the comfort, Eilonora was neither allowed outside nor to be touched by another despite being the heir to the Ó'Brin family. After her parents' sudden death, Eilonora is left as the Head of the Ó'Brin family and County, taking possession of all things above and below the ground. After an eccentric, rich heir from a neighboring County takes refuge inside the Ó'Brin Castle from an abnoraml snowstorm, a peculiar string of deaths occur amongst the staff while Airla grows closer to Eilonora. In an attempt to save Eilonora from the dangers inside and out, she learns why her best friend was locked away all those years and what terrible secrets sit behind the tapestries and polished stone. [Rated M for graphic depictions of violence, strong language, and (later) sexual content.]
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Since the death of both sets of her parents, Fynnith has lived far to the northwest, in the orcish fighting pits of Argul Kar after being taken as a prisoner when just a child. Having survived as the most feared fighter in the pits for over a dozen years, her mental health has increasingly deteriorated to the point where she is constantly hearing a voice in her head telling her to break out of the stone cell she sleeps in between fights, as she had a destiny to fulfill. After blacking out when the voice finally got too loud, she wakes up on a dirt road in a land she doesn't recognize. With an uncertain future, she looks to restart her life, not knowing that events beyond her knowledge have already started to move in ways that will force her to fight for things that the fighting pits never could have prepared her for. After all, a battle for love isn't always as direct as that with a sword. Or, maybe it is? TW: People will die, blood will spill, and there may be a little smut (if you're lucky!)

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