Indigo, Jason, and Emory were lined up by the training hall doors when Ken arrived, but he stopped short when he saw the rest of the class lined up against the wall as well. He passed the first three to stand before the next trainee. “Explain.” Continue reading
Ken’s furious expression melted away as soon as the dining hall doors closed behind him. The other paladins were waiting for him in the corridor.
“Two days.” Rett snickered as they started down the hall. “They lasted that long? If I recall, we didn’t make it one day.”
“Six hours,” Ken replied. “… almost. But we were younger than they are. They should have more self-control.” Continue reading
Ken wend his way around the crowded tables of the dining hall, his eyes on the vacant chair next to Angela. He set his lunch tray on the table and gave his wife a kiss on the cheek before claiming his seat. “Good morning, Beautiful.” Continue reading
Worry creased Ken’s brow as he stepped off the lift and approached his apartment. He paused outside the door and concentrated before slumping with relief. Tapping in the entry code, he stepped through the door to find Angela asleep on a couch. Continue reading
Gloved hands trembled as Rett reached for the clothes the guard dropped off earlier that morning. They told him the Alfath held him for over six weeks. He’d spent another three locked up in Ananke while Dawn’s Light tried to determine if the Alfath were able to break him. He’d cooperated fully with the interviews and interrogations, eager to put it all behind him and go home. But now that he was finally cleared, he hesitated. He felt himself balancing on a precipice, afraid to move lest he go tumbling back into Hell. Continue reading