16xx: Allegiance i

When Aimée first noticed his presence, her eyes fell immediately to the ground. Anxiety brought the acid to her throat. She tried to steel herself. The smile had fallen from her face leaving a vacant mask. The sunlight drenching the women in the open garden couldn’t relieve the chill from her bones. Her reaction did … Continue reading 16xx: Allegiance i


1619: the Chapel: iv

The Duke straightened up and pulled away from Aimée. She could see the cogs turning in his mind, just as she had watched them turn in her clockwork bird. With a few words, she had started the spinning of the gears. Hopelessness left his expression as his jaw became set with resolve. He stopped suddenly … Continue reading 1619: the Chapel: iv