Taken By Surprise

As the moon came out again and the landscape became awash with silver light, she saw Jeredynn glancing back up the slope of gravestones. Had he seen it?

No. It was gone. Carmen scanned the treeline, the church, the gravestones. There was no sign of anything. It had escaped under cover of the darkness.

Then there was the singing of a sword drawn from its sheath, and a cold razor-thin blade was pressed to her throat from behind. She hadn't heard it approach, she mused. The training methods must have focused more heavily on stealth. She heard its breathing, and felt the fetid warm breath on the back of her neck. It thought it had the element of surprise. She let her lips curve into a smile as she prepared to show her hostile exactly how surprise was done.

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