The Unbroken Blade #37 (Zemril)

The ping of an incoming message knocked Zem from a restless dream. In it she had pounded at the double doors into the Daughters of Neralene Headquarters in the Capitol, begging Imrien to let her in while an angry crowd gathered around her, shouting curses as they stared at her dirty, naked body. Imrien had …

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