spymistress

• “Gretslen sits, her eyes darting nervously from the black agate oval on the flat polished wood to the spymistress, then to the window, and back to Ashtaar.”

  Darksong Rising

• “Gretslen bows as she enters, and again as she approaches the table where the dark-haired spymistress waits.”

  Darksong Rising

• “From this you would conclude what?" asks the spymistress.”

  Darksong Rising

• “One might even call hers a terrible beauty," suggests the spymistress.”

  Darksong Rising

• “The spymistress returns to the window, where she surveys the city that is Wei, the city built on one ideal.”

  Darksong Rising

• “Her dark eyes hold Ashtaar as the spymistress walks down the dark green carpet toward the space below the dais holding the table.”

  The Spellsong War

• “At the knock on the door, the spymistress turns, returning her thoughts to the room illuminated softly by the wall-hung brass luminaries.”

  The Spellsong War

• “WEI, NORDWEI THE dark-haired spymistress glances from the desk-table where she sits in the black high-backed chair toward the single wide window.”

  The Spellsong War

• “The worst is yet to come," predicts the spymistress.”

  The Spellsong War

• “The spymistress looks toward the door, her fingers still tight around the black agate oval.”

  The Soprano Sorceress

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