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She started her own investigation and found out that Isaac was behind the cases. Offended by the Prodigal, but now True, Isaac claimed to Hawthorne that Mercy Lewis was a witch and should be executed. Mercy saw where the wind was blowing from and tricked Hawthorne into coming to her. She gave him a sorcerer's potion, mixed in tea, which Hawthorne soon discovered on his face the terrible blisters that were eating his skin. He climbed in, melted in front of his eyes. Only Mercy had the antidote. Hawthorne crawled towards her...

Everything she hadn't seen in him before came out. Unreasonable jealousy, frequent hustle, and bustle, treason... And Malik began to raise his hand on her. However, the latter he did only once, just a couple of seconds before River broke his three ribs and reduced the number of teeth in his mouth. All this plus his husband's stunned eyes made it clear that there was no point in hiding his vocation. And she told him. Without the details, of course, but that was enough. Malika's reaction was not as she had imagined it to be...

Moving a decent distance, River sat down on a moss-covered rock. Why did the Academy send Erin? It is obvious that she will not be useful to Prince Salman, she's no good as a witch. Then what is the reason? The answer was self-explanatory: Erin was just an excuse to wage an open war between the two Councils. If a girl dies, the Light Council can easily accuse Shadowa of disrupting a diplomatic mission. If she survives, of course, Ziona will not tolerate that power in Moghara will be given to Clyde and his minions...

Sylvia opened her eyes irritably. She wanted to sleep, but the sounds of fake singing coming from nearby bushes prevented her from doing so. - Shut up! - she screamed, wondering if she should kill the one who was singing in the early morning. Freddie's disheveled head poked out of the bushes. - Oh, I'm sorry," he exclaimed. - I just love to sing when I wash my face. - Listen... - Sylvia began, then stopped. She wanted to tell him to save water, but when she remembered that they were near the seashore, she realized that her concern was meaningless...

- Relax," River found her sword and clenched her handle, then rose as quietly as possible. Step by step, she was approaching the thickets. Her eyes were already accustomed to the darkness, and it made the task much easier. As she approached the target, she carefully pushed the tip of the branch blade to the side, ready to repel the blow. - What is there? - Erin stood up to see the night guest, and River squatted down, and a cold, damp gray wolf's nose lying on the ground poked her palm. Strangely...

* * * * * The rest of the day flew by very quickly. River tried to stop as little as possible, but Erin wasn't accustomed to going all day. She finally sat down on the ground and said she wouldn't move until she woke up. River didn't argue with her. Besides, the night was about to come to terms with her rights. And they got to the forest. Erin sank to the ground, leaned her back against the tree and stretched her legs out. - I want to eat. - So prepare," said the mercenary. The girl wriggled. - Make a fire, and I will try...

Chapter 2. Sand squeaking on the teeth... With her dark-haired head up, River stared at the ground for a while before her eyes, then moved gently, checking that all the bones were in place. Except for the pain in her elbow, which hit her on the ship, and the torn clothes, everything else was normal. Well, or at least that was what it looked like. Slowly, while continuing to check her body, the mercenary knelt down. Something she had to remember. "Ah, yes, Moghar, Prince, Soviets, Erin". She looked around, but the shore she was on was empty...

Yet she did not feel the panic that Freddy had in her possession. - Look! - Suddenly he cried out, squeezing her hand to pain. - Look! His cry merged with the scream of the beholder: - Pirates! - So your dream came true," Erin whispered with a slightly shaking voice, noticing the mercenary's quarters jumping out of her eyes. River immediately rushed to the side: the ship appeared on the horizon, moving at great speed in their direction. But it wasn't the worst thing, because it was followed by a giant black cloud...

- Of course," she stood back, letting Erin pass, and she, not believing her ears, stepped carefully past the mercenary. Then another step, another one. And turned around. - Do you have to follow me? - Of course," River nodded calmly. - I can come in handy. I'll hold the bag," a smile flashed on her lips. When Erin realized she had nothing else to lose, she rushed forward. Almost immediately she felt her back pressed against the woman's chest, and her strong hand embraced her neck. - Don't be, green-eyed," the mercenary whispered, whispering with her breath, moving her blond hair...

* * * * * The soup was so delicious, Erin could barely resist asking for more. For the third time. And it was only because she was tired of hearing Sylvia's laughs. "Can she be serious at least once in a while? - The girl thought gloomily, swinging at the merry-go-round mercenary. - Green-eyed, if you want more, don't be shy," said River, who also smiled from time to time. Erin got a full chest of air. - My name is Erin," she filtered. - Is it so hard to remember? River snarled and looked over at Sylvia, her eyebrow throwing up...

Anyway, he'll have something to do in the evenings. These two... I don't know what to call them, they said it would take a couple of weeks to get to the city if the circumstances were right. Erin snarled nervously, biting the tip of the pen. She looked carefully at the nearby mercenaries talking. I think they know each other," she wrote. - I've been listening to what they're saying all along today. No, it's not true, dear diary, I wasn't eavesdropping, they just didn't hide. By the way, I didn't know anything important...

- Just like old times, huh? - sifted through one. The second smirked in her face. - I liked those times," she said in an unexpectedly peaceful way. - Really? - You know I'm not lying. - I know. Do you propose to make peace temporarily? - Yes. At least until we arrive in Mogar. - And there? - And there we will return to our direct duties - the woman extended her hand. - Do you agree? The second hesitated. - Are you saying I can trust you? - Didn't you trust me before? - Now it's different. We are on different sides of this game...