“Thank God you’re here,” says Alexandra almost sharply when he opens the door of the caravan. “She’s been awful, distraught. I can’t do anything with her.” Inglorion sets down his bags, takes off his sword belt and quiver, and crouches down next to mother and daughter. Alexandra is hovering over Rosalee, and looks almost frantic […]
When they wake the following morning, Inglorion makes them a breakfast of fruit and goat cheese, and dresses Rosalie in the best of her three dresses for the trip into town. He has to put her shoes on numerous times because she keeps removing and throwing them across the room, followed by her balled-up socks. […]
Inglorion spends five idyllic days getting to know his newborn daughter. The first night, he stays in the caravan with Alexandra and Rosalee. He delights in watching Rosalee sleep. She wakes up and cries a lot, and needs to be fed more often than seems possible, but elvish trance is short compared to human sleep, […]
Inglorion receives a brief note from Alexandra requesting that he visit the King of the Gypsies at his earliest convenience to discuss personal business. The letters they’ve exchanged have been limited to general news items. They don’t share an intelligence cypher, and neither one of them is inclined towards sentimental correspondence. Nonetheless, he excuses himself […]
For just over a year, Inglorion sets a personal record for sexual fidelity. He does not fuck women other than Artemisia, or even flirt with them. Over time, however, events conspire to draw him back into his old ways. He has legitimate reasons for dissatisfaction, if not for infidelity. Perhaps because their relationship has been formalized, […]
During this time, Inglorion settles into a respectable merchant area in Amakir, and sets up an intelligence operation from scratch. Ajax handles all the logistics and record-keeping, including arranging a courier system from the heart of Amakir to the nearest Drow egress point, and all the way down to Inglorion’s household in the Theates district […]
Soundtrack: Adam Ant, 20th Century Boy (T-Rex Cover) The world is slow to return, but eventually Inglorion finds himself lying on his back, playing with Artemisia’s hair. She’s curled up on his chest. Presently she gets a washcloth, sponges them both off. She snuggles up to him again, says, “So that’s what it’s like to […]
