Savilla

From the very moment of the Endarkened's last retreat, while the wings of dragons still blackened the sky and the music of the victory horns still sounded among the armies in the World Above, Savilla had begun to plan for the day that now, at last, seemed so near.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

Bringing him here today was only the first step in the campaign that the Prince would wage upon those citadels, Savilla thought proudly.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

Savilla looked around herself, regarding her courtiers complacently.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

And then, when he thought himself unable to feel anything more, Savilla proved him wrong again.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

Still, the big chestnut was a magnificent beast, and Savilla had rarely seen this method of bringing the creatures under Endarkened control fail.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

Savilla saw the human's eyes flicker with fear and confusion.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

Her skirts swishing about her slender ankles, Savilla rose gracefully to her feet and knelt beside the body before her, furling her delicate membranous wings tightly against her back.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

Savilla looked down at the body lying on the velvet cushion at her feet, taking a deep breath of pure delight.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

Savilla did not know whether or not Lycaelon Tavadon knew what had happened to his Outlaw Hunt and his errant son, but her sources of information were far finer than Armethalieh's, and she did.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

And within each crystal, Savilla had trapped some moment of agony of one of her special victims, so that she could cherish it always.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010