All Chapters of Platinum Prisons: Book 4 of The Rose Tree Chronicles: Chapter 21
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Chapter Twenty: Geyser Bay
"Participants in the ASA are prohibited from using bows and arrows in the Arena." The Rogue Assassins split without a word, slipping into the city like shadows breaking apart. They'd done this before, but the tension tonight coiled tighter. Gideon headed for the docks, his steps silent as the tide. Ezra moved down a main road, shoulders relaxed, face unreadable beneath her hood. Jedidiah disappeared into the maze of narrow alleys that snaked behind the shops and storerooms. Elion chose an unpredictable path, drifting between backstreets and well-lit roads, blending in and vanishing again.Under the pale gleam of the blue moon, a few townsfolk still lingered, some stumbling home from late shift
Chapter Twenty-One: They're Attacking Early
"Branded Slaves may not participate in the Annual Slave Arena. All Slave entering the arena will be subject to a full-bodied examination for brands." Zafirô 28 marked the Winter Solstice, which was a day of joy and feasting for most. But at Bloodrose Villa, the mood held a different note. For Ivanna and Polaris, who were using the holiday to make up for Fil Ma Bria, it was a redemptive celebration. True to her word, Ivanna spent the entire day practicing a vow of silence. Instead of eating, she spent each meal meditating in her chapel. A single flame flickered beside the statuette of the fairy Saint Adara, its warm light casting a soft halo on her tranquil face as Ivanna knelt in deep silence before her altar. All the while, her servants prep
Chapter Twenty-Two: A Forest Engulfed in Flames
"Any and all property owned by a Slave belongs to the Slave's Owner" Ezra battled her way to the alure where a line of venavores crowded behind the parapet, their glowing eyes of varying colors locked skyward. Dragons circled overhead, their breath lighting up the night and swallowing the courtyard, towers, and battlements in wild fire. Her gaze swept over the frenzied anguish and destruction which littered the palace grounds, and she imagined this must be what the third tier of Barhollow looks like.Ezra observed Jedidiah at the parapet, motionless as stone, his face lit by the flare of dragonfire. She hesitated, unsure if she risked something catastrophic by interrupting him. His eyes blazed
Chapter Twenty-Three: The Posh Dwarf
"Slave Owners are required to provide the ASO with the following information: value of the Slave fighting in the arena, if he wants the Slave to wear ID or a mask in the arena, confirmation that his Will is up to date, and what he wants done with the Slave's body should the Slave fail." After a long voyage shackled in the brig, Jedidiah's sea-legs protested every step as guards hauled him through the stone corridors of the palace's underbelly. The dungeon gave way, strangely, to the richly-furnished chamber of Lord Maurice's office, tucked where torture chambers ought to be. Jedidiah hardly knew what to think when he was forced to his knees on a velvet rug before a posh dwarf draped in embroidered ruffles. He blinked up at Maurice
Chapter Twenty-Four: The Spring Solstice Gala
"If a Slave Owner is informed that one of his or her Slaves wishes to participate in the ASA, he or she is obligated to sign the Slave up one full month prior to the next schedule ASA." Malla 7 was the day of the Spring Solstice Ball. Normally, Lady Ivanna downright refused to attend these events for a number of reasons, but she thought it might be easier for Verona, Vincent, and Jedidiah to relay messages to her if she were present.Spring Solstice ranked low on Ivanna's list of favorite holidays, perhaps dead last. She appreciated nature in measured doses: a carefully arranged vase here, a well-tended garden there, but Empress Ariana's obsession went far beyond taste. The f
Chapter Twenty-Five: The Engagement Gala
"All Slave Owners are obligated to sign up any Slave wishing to participate in the ASA. If a Slave Owner fails to sign his or her slave up for the ASA when requested, the Slave may report it to the Association of Slave Owners, at which point the Slave will be signed up for the ASA..." Uneasy glances flicked from face to face as a heavy silence settled over the chamber, thick with the weight of Rein's visible panic. The air itself seemed to tighten, bracing for whatever storm she carried. She held her tongue and watched everyone steel themselves, waiting for the slightest cue to speak."It would seem wise for everyone to take a seat," said Polaris.
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Chapter Twenty-Six: Alliances Under Pressure
"Slaves have until Biogon 17 to sign up for that year's Annual Slave Arena. Any requests for signage into the ASA after that date will be for the Annual Slave Arena of the following year." Ivanna's apartment glowed with the low, golden pulse of firelight, casting long shadows against the darkened walls. The curtains were drawn, and the only sounds were the gentle hiss of flames in the hearth and the occasional soft clink of ice against crystal.They were all there; Polaris in the armchair across from Ivanna, his bourbon untouched, swirling slowly in his hand. He stared down at his drink, as though he might find answers in the glass. Ivanna sat across from him, her hand resting beneath her chin
Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Largest Mirror
"Slaves are by definition, not People, and therefore do not bear the same rights as the People. Thus, when a slave is caught committing a crime or found to be in violation of a law, the Slave will receive no trial and will be punished immediately and publicly in accordance with the crime committed or the law violated." Steam curled from the porcelain teapot as attendants arranged the table on the empress's marble balcony outside her chamber, just as they had years ago in the sitting room, when she first enlisted Rallian's aid with Nadia and the war that followed. The mirrored setting was her silent reply to his request for an audience. Inside, Ariana sat at her silver vanity where her mirror caught the evening light and r
Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Early Memoirs of Sir Rallian, Marquis of Helvetica
"A Slave Owner cannot sign up a Slave into the Annual Slave Arena without the Slave's consent." Ivanna recoiled with a sharp gasp, her hands snapping back as if the journal had burned her. The fire in her eyes dimmed, overtaken by a flicker of disbelief, then a flood of horror as a shiver passed through her. The journal Rein had been hunting for months was right in front of her ... in Rallian's hands. Her fingers twitched with the urge to summon flame again. Oh, how she longed to watch this man burn slowly..."I feel I should warn you, however," Rallian went on, "you won't like what you read."Tears gathered in Ivanna's eyes as her finger
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Helvetica Under Darkness
"When one becomes a Slave Owner, the Owner must submit a personalized Will and Testament, determining what will be done with the Slave(s) upon the Owner's death" Vincent was unable to locate the gentleman with the black bag. He headed straight for the Helvetican Palace, suspecting it to be the man's destination. He was right. The messenger slipped inside and descended to the lower levels, toward Maurice's office buried beneath the palace. Vincent followed but couldn't get close enough to hear the exchange behind the sealed stone walls.Some time later, a courier emerged and made his way briskly to the stables. Vincent followed at a distance, catching just enough of the conver