Spellheart4 by Whiteknight Marvin

Author:Whiteknight, Marvin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

Countess Frostweaver (mid sorcerer, level 45)

That was all the information I could derive out of a sorcerer-level mind mage without Mac’s help. I sensed tremendous waves of frost zeal emanating from her. Though she’d quickly hidden her mind magic, I’d seen it clearly. She cultivated two zeal aspects like I did and was even a little stronger than the princess beside me.

“Surely you could lend her more help than I?” I replied hesitantly. “The vitality I emit aids cultivation, but wealth and knowledge can work wonders of their own.”

“If she will not walk into the arms of my goddess, then I will not help her rise.” Countess Frostweaver stroked the vampiric pendant on the chain around her neck. “But as for you? I could lend you my aid for your presence in my spire alone.”

I sensed Tivana’s hand tense around my arm. Though she said nothing, I could feel her eyes on me, scrutinizing me for the slightest twitch of interest.

I showed none as I surveyed the pair of sorcerers before me. The rest of the room cowered in terror, but more elves cowered on Countess Frostweaver’s side than on Tivana’s. I thought for a moment which side I should stand on and both my heart and my mind pointed to Tivana. She might be the weaker party here, but she was by no means weak.

I smiled, bowed, and inched myself closer to Tivana’s side.

“Venerated sorcerer,” I began. “You flatter me, but Princess Tivana has done much for my clan. You’d be hard pressed to help us as much as she has.”

“Oh, and how could I help the Hearthwood Clan?” Countess Frostweaver asked, revealing she’d already researched my origins. A few representatives of the Demonstar Clan looked up at the mention of the Hearthwood.

“As you know, our nation is not at peace. The Cult of the Unblinking Eye threatens our borders. Recently, they’ve threatened my home.” I smiled slyly. “If you could help us deal with these invaders and their agents placed within our country’s ranks, I would be forever grateful to you. As would our entire nation.”

Countess Frostweaver’s face darkened, as did those of a few elves on her side. The countess herself was associated with the Cult of the Unblinking Eye and was probably the leader of all their agents throughout Deania. I was essentially asking her to deal with herself, and those few who knew about the cult knew it. Reminding the neutral clans that Countess Frostweaver associated with the realm’s enemies would hopefully stir any patriotic hearts among them to Tivana’s side.

The Bluefield Clan representative I’d just been talking to looked particularly thoughtful. She pulled out a transmission stone that reminded me of what Tivana had given me and was about to step outside and send a message to her clan back home. She’d likely just realized Countess Frostweaver’s connection to the Cult of the Unblinking Eye with my public hinting.

“Where do you think you’re scurrying off to, Bluefield?” Countess Frostweaver asked icily.

The Bluefield true mage quickly tucked the transmission stone back into her pocket and shrank in on herself.

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