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What He Does in the Shadows
Argentyn darted down the stone halls with furtive glances every few steps. He didn't want to be seen, and Alasyr wanted to know why. Nothing made sense anymore, not since Ravenna left. The secrets and lies from those closest to him drew a tight circle around his heart like a vise, squeezing so tight he couldn’t breathe.
Alasyr gingerly removed his boots as he drew closer to his father, cautious of any sound that might give him away.
Before Ravenna ran off, Alasyr hadn’t cared at all about the High Priest’s strange winged jaunts to the land of men. Ravenna had always been curious, too. It was natural to wonder about those things that were different from your own world, even if many Ravenwoods frowned upon paying such trivialities any mind. When Alasyr wasn
