Silently the three climbed the hidden stairway and climbed onto the balcony. Luna and Peso right behind them. One dark, one light: both men were here for the same woman they loved, and they would not fail to bring her home. Shih ‘Ni’s deadly Venturian sword glinted in the firelight and Flath’s new sword of stone glowed lightly like the rest of the castle. It warmed in his hand once again as if to say it was ready to spill Rull’s blood.
Motioning for Terran to stay behind them, they crept through the room. Flath vaguely noticed it filled with expensive looking furniture, paintings, and brightly colored rugs. Rull lived an opulent life here in the middle of Dar’ Ven. In the back of his mind, he had been wondering why he would keep a prisoner in his personal apartments but quickly shoved the
