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I checked the shackles as the guards laughed and walked away from the large cell. I hurt all over from the beating they had given me but stood and glanced at those in the cell. They had searched me and taken all of my weapons, well almost all of my weapons. I still wore the tight leather bracers on each wrist.

I moved to a stone bench and sat as I thought about what had happened. Some of it was my fault but the bastard I had trusted was the one to betray and drug me. Plus there was the baron and the rich merchant from the guild that had put up the reward. The Goaler was only at the bottom of the list even if he had let his men beat me.

I glanced out the tiny slit window and waited as the night slowly passed. I finally shifted and twisted one hand to work my right bracer loose. I carefully pulled out a set of tools and went to work unlocking the shackles. When both were off I quietly set them on the bench and stood. The others in the cell were asleep as I moved to the door.

The single guard in the outer room was asleep as I reached through the bars. I began to pick the lock and the loud click made me freeze as I looked at the guard and then the prisoners. I slowly pushed the door open and stepped out. I slid the picks back into the bracer as I silently moved towards the guard.

He did not even shift when I pulled his own dagger. I shoved it through the spine and into his brain quickly and then lowered him to the floor as he spasmed. I took his door keys and growled as I pulled my stolen boots off his feet and put them on. I unlocked the outer door and walked through the Goal before I left.

The bastards had stolen my purse so I headed through the Keep. I found the guard for the treasury asleep and the dagger made sure he would never wake. It took a minute to unlock the three locks and open the thick door. I pulled a wall hanging down and used the cord to turn it into a heavy pack.

I filled it with gold and silver coins before I left. My next stop was the Keep armory and it was simple to open the single lock. I took two very nice long knives, one for each thigh. Next was four short daggers, one under each arm and two in the small of my back facing each other. Last were two short swords, they were crossed so one was at each shoulder.

I slipped out of the Keep and crossed the city in the darker shadows. I set the pack down when I reached the merchant guildmaster's estate. The damn noble was not in the city or he would be next. I went over the wall and across the grounds to climb in a window. The manor was quiet as I made my way to the master's chambers.

I ignored the woman in the bed as I moved closer and pulled one of the new daggers. Like the guard I shoved the blade through the spine and into the brain. As he spasmed I pulled the dagger out and walked out. Before I left the manor the woman was screaming. I grabbed the pack and headed towards the docks.

The inn was one of the worst on the docks and I left the pack before I climbed up the side. I climbed in an open window and looked at the man and woman in bed. She was snoring louder than most sailors as I moved around the bed. I struck the man in the head and yanked his arms back and started to tie them before he could struggle.

When I was done I yanked him onto his side and slapped his cheek, "so tell me who paid you Daniel."

He groaned and shifted while struggling with the cord around his wrists, "the merchant..."

I pulled a long knife and he froze, "wait Andrew! It ... I did not have a choice!"

I glanced at the woman when she stopped snoring and then put the blade against his throat, "who paid?"

He stiffened, "I do not know. The orders come from a merchant or someone in the port of Retreat. He could be a smuggler but if I do not do as they say they will send someone to kill me."

I twisted his head and shoved the knife into his brain, "so will I."

I yanked the blade out and wiped it before I put it away, "dump the bastard into the sea and run the place yourself."

I left and went down and out the back door. I found the pack and went to my set of rooms. I packed a small sea chest while thinking and stuffed the pack of gold and silver into it. It was very heavy as I lifted it to my shoulder and left. The sun was coming up as I started asking about ships heading to Retreat.

One was going most of the way and I paid for passage. It took four weeks and three ships to reach Retreat. I carried my chest off and stayed at one of the better taverns for a few days. My new home was an old abandoned estate with half the manor burned down. The grounds were overgrown but the estate had four ways in and out.

The upper floors were gone but the kitchen, dining room and a study were still solid and dry. I pulled out a large pouch of silver with a dozen gold coins and hid the chest. Next I began moving around the city. I ate in a different tavern each day and listened to the gossip. The sea side manor of a smuggler was my first target.

The bastard did not even have guards outside and the four inside were sound sleepers. I thumped each on the head and then tied and gagged them. I searched the room the smuggler used as an office but did not find anything. I slipped into his bedroom and crossed to the bed. I ignored the woman as I yanked a black bag over his head and rolled him and tied his hands.

I pulled him out of the bed and through the house. In the office I began to question him. It turned out he did not know anything so I took all his gold and silver and left him whimpering. I used the shadows to return to my estate and hid the chest of money with mine. The next morning I made my rounds like I had been and everyone was talking about the smuggler being robbed.

I hit four more in a week before I heard of Allagore and his sidhe breeding house. He also sold time with them and their half breed daughters. According to rumors he was also supporting a group of sea raiders. Plus the bastard bought and sold information. I had been planning to visit another merchant but changed my mind.

I walked through the city and past the manor and checked his guards. I walked around the manor several times as the day grew into noon. The only guards were on the main doors and I used a back alley to slip in. There were lots of rooms and I heard talking and quiet whispers. In a large back courtyard boys and lads that were half breeds practiced with swords.

On a second floor I found the study where the merchant Allagore worked. He was not there but I picked the lock on the door and slipped in. I started searching through papers and notes but found nothing. I glanced out the window at the practice yard while thinking. I heard voices in the hall and spun and moved so I would be behind the door.

It opened and the merchant strode in and two young sidhe women followed. He was ranting and I pushed the door closed as I started for the desk. He had walked to the window to look out and did not turn until I reached him. I caught his head and yanked it back as I put the blade of a long knife to his throat.

He froze and I pulled him away from the window and turned to push him to a wall, "I have questions."

He growled, "you do not know..."

I slammed his head into the wall and did it again, "did you order the night stalker of Dent turned over to the city guards?"

He shook his head and shifted and I slammed his face into the wall again, "talk damn you!"

He sagged and I lifted the knife and shifted and he gasped as it cut into his throat, "wait! Yes I sent the order but it was for merchant Demal."

I pulled the knife back and then shoved it in under his ear and into his brain, "that was a mistake."

I let him fall and looked at the two women, one had silver hair and the other gold. I glanced around the office before I grinned and moved to the window and opened it. I leaned out and looked before I yelled and pointed to an older lad, "you! Come to the office!"

I turned and moved to the women, "want to leave with me?"

They had been clinging to each other but one slowly nodded. I smiled and looked at the door when the lad stepped in. He glanced at the dead merchant and I saw his hand tighten on the practice sword. I gestured around the room, "you are now the merchant Allagore. Close the slave breeding house and use the money to start a trading company."

He blinked and looked at the women and then at me, "what?"

I sighed, "this city is doomed if it does not change. Look at the merchant's contacts and buy food and clothing in other ports and sell it here. Sell this manor and find or build an estate outside the city. Have your lads learn to farm and hunt and..."

He smiled and then grinned before he nodded. I moved towards the door and the women hesitated before following. When I reached the back entrance I turned and removed the slave collars. I checked the alley and then slipped out with the women. I stopped in a small clothing shop and bought a few dresses for each of them.

I threw the two slave smocks away when we left and went to a tavern for an early dinner. The women clutched the new dresses and had soft smiles. I made sure they ate before we left and I used a twisting route back to the estate I was using and led the two into the kitchen. From there I led them to the study where I had moved a bed.

They looked around as I took their new dresses and set them on a table. I removed the dresses they wore and stripped. I pulled them back to the kitchen and put large pots of water on the stove. I started the fire in it and gestured to the kitchen table and chairs. I went out to the old stables and pulled a horse trough into the dining room.

I began filling it and cleaning it with cold water and the women came to help. Finally I started filling it and checked the water on the stove. I began adding it to the cold and checked it before I gestured, "who is first?"

They looked at each other and the golden haired one stepped in and slowly sat. I knelt and used my hands to wash her and the other woman smiled and started to help. I smiled, "I am Andrew."

The woman in the bath had began to relax and smiled, "Bell."

The other started rinsing her hair, "Alissa."

It was quiet as I washed Bell and then Alissa before I sat in the water. I sighed as I relaxed and they began to wash me. When I started to doze off I shook myself and stood to dry us off. I led them back to the study and found my hair brush. I sat them on the bed and began to brush their hair. After I finished and had done my hair I returned the brush.

I moved towards the bed and laid back and tried to relax. It was a minute before the two women laid on each side of me. I shifted and sat up and turned to reach down and pull up the sheet. I laid back again and this time Bell turned and put her head on my shoulder. Alissa hesitated before she copied her and I fell asleep.

I woke to a hint of dawn and a chill in the air. I looked at the women and they had shifted until they were each half on me. I smiled and caressed their bare backs and Bell pressed her pussy into my leg and moaned. A minute and she was humping her pussy against me and Alissa lifted her head.

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At first, when we left campus, I thought we were going back to my apartment, but Michael drove past it and went to I-20. He took it going east. I had an idea where we were going but not why. When we hit the exit for South Collins, I knew where we were going. The reason still eluded me. Michael pulled into the parking lot of a warehouse near a small airfield. It was the same place Tanner brought me for training. Tanner said the warehouse belonged to a House in Austin, but it never occurred to...

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Rogue MagusChapter 8

I sat down at the table with Augur. “If only those who are being rude call you that, what should I call you?” She smiled. Now that I knew where I knew her from, I realized that she really didn’t look different. There were small changes, something like what I did to myself when I was running from my pursuers the day before. In her case, however, the changes made her look good. Not just good but ... really ... stunning. Maybe it was what she did to help find someone to help feed her power. She...

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Rogue MagusChapter 9

The touch of Dana’s hand and the earnest expression on her face brought a thought from the back of my mind to the fore. “Are you suggesting that I take...” I almost couldn’t say it. I was afraid of how I would feel if I were wrong. Some part of me took the chance though. “ ... you?” She smiled and squeezed my hand. “I wondered how long it would take you to understand.” I shook my head. “But, the subtle changes, the way you looked at me, the way you dressed; I thought you might be leaving...

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Rogue MagusChapter 10

I woke up, and it took a second for me to remember where I was. It looked like my room, but the ceiling was wrong, as were the colors of the walls. When I remembered, I turned to find Dana lying next to me. She was making little noises in her sleep and wriggling around. Whatever she was seeing, she certainly seemed to be enjoying it. I was mildly surprised that I woke up first. Emma woke up before I did when we forged our bond, and with my Fonti, the duration of my unconsciousness grew...

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Rogue MagusChapter 11

I wasn’t sure what to do about Dana’s attitude, but I knew I didn’t like it. She was my Stirpe now, so didn’t that mean she had to follow my lead? I knew she had to follow my orders, but I wasn’t going to do that. I simply didn’t understand why she acted so nonchalant about Michael’s news. Was that how most Padroni behaved? I understood that my status had changed with regards to Magus Law, but did that really make me better than anyone else? I didn’t think so, and acting like news like...

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Rogue MagusChapter 12

It felt odd, the four of us sitting in a conjured restaurant booth in the corner of an empty warehouse. For that matter, I didn’t understand why we couldn’t go back to my apartment. It was secured. I decided to ask. “We should stay because if you need to learn anything that we might have to correct, we can use our power here,” Dana said. “And, the Syndicate doesn’t seem to know about this place either,” Michael added. “Therefore, it’s safe for the time being.” Then he looked at Dana. “I...

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Rogue MagusChapter 14

The drive to our destination was quiet, which gave me time to think. I was still puzzled as to why Jordan was taken. Assuming Valory was involved, and no evidence had been found to suggest she wasn’t, then I knew the answer to my question: she wanted me to stay out of her business. Of course, there was the nagging problem of why she hadn’t tried to contact me to make sure I understood what she wanted. Which suggested she didn’t know Jordan was my Fonti, or she simply didn’t care. Of course,...

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Rogue MagusChapter 15

If the front of the store was smaller than most, then the back was an entirely different story. Beyond the curtains, the work room dwarfed the store front by many times. Not only was it the work room, but apparently, it was the storage room, dressing room, and lounge too. From the corner where I came in, the first thing I noticed was the wall mirror on the back wall. It took up the entire wall, floor to ceiling, side to side, and made the entire space appear that much bigger. Shelves lined...

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Rogue MagusChapter 17

Dana took me by my apartment so I could drop off my regular clothes. I knew someone would be there, namely Katrina, since she lived with me, but I didn’t expect to see Faith. Faith, my step-sister, had just moved into an apartment in the complex and started a new job. Her move here had been a complication to my life until I decided that I could trust her enough to keep my secret. There were some issues we continued to disagree on, but for the most part we were fairly civil with one another....

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Rogue MagusChapter 18

I turned to look at the front door with the open sign and I recalled the information I had gleaned from Dana earlier. House Volantis, physically, was made up of Trinity Oaks apartment complex. Many of the occupants of those apartments were House members and Officers. Oddly, though Lord Fanelli owned the complex, he didn’t live here. He had his own estate further north. He worked here as a rental manager, like Milena at the complex where I lived. Two of his officers, a House Guardian named...

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Rogue MagusChapter 19

Chloe’s smile became amused. “You found me?” I blinked and realized I had spoken without thinking. I thought about what I said and realized that though it was out of context, it was the truth. “Yes, I found you.” Her smile shifted to friendly. “I didn’t realize anyone was looking for me.” I realized that she was teasing me, and better yet I didn’t mind. “How could you not?” I said, looking directly into her eyes. She stared back at me, her smile filling her whole face with radiant...

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Rogue MagusChapter 21

I had no more excuses. She wanted me. She understood all of the issues that I was worried about. She even seemed enthusiastic about the idea of being my Stirpe. Chloe wasn’t just a moonlit goddess, she was a wet dream come true. And all I had to do was get undressed. That didn’t go so well. First, there was deciding what to remove first. As frustrated and frazzled as I was, I tried to remove my shirt, my belt, and a shoe all at the same time. At least the thick carpeting of her bedroom...

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Rogue MagusChapter 22

Neither of us had recovered enough of our strength to fully walk properly. Of course, Chloe had more of a reason to have trouble walking than I did. So we made slow progress, taking our time so we wouldn’t tumble to the floor. We made it to the bathroom doors. She slapped the wall, turning off the lights, and I pulled the doors closed. The bed looked like it was miles away. “Do you know what your favorite position is?” Chloe asked out of the blue. I blinked in mild confusion and thought...

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Rogue MagusChapter 23

Sunlight. Dawn. My bedroom was never this bright. What was going on? I cracked an eye open to look at the windows. My drapes were missing. There were more windows than there should have been. And they were angled funny, surrounding the bed. I opened both eyes and sat up. I wasn’t in my room. Then I remembered the night before: going to House Volantis, the VIP room, carrying the blonde back to her apartment, and finding Chloe. The rest came back in a flood. I was still at her place. I...

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Rogue MagusChapter 24

I knew I would have plenty of space in Chloe’s bedroom to change clothes, though it was going to be a bit unnerving with all of those huge bay windows being completely open to her back yard. My only relief was that she had seen fit to have a privacy fence surround her back yard. Then I noticed the house behind hers. It was two stories, which made the fence moot. More than that, I was pretty sure someone was standing in one of the windows that could see into her bedroom. “Problem?” Chloe...

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Rogue MagusChapter 26

The rest of the trip to the Dive was quiet. I didn’t have anything to say for the time, my thoughts filled with what I would do about my House and its members. Chloe seemed content with the silence. We pulled into the parking lot for the Dive. She pulled up beside the entrance and killed the engine. She looked over at me. “Well, it’s good to know violence doesn’t get your engines going,” she said. I frowned. “What do you mean?” She reached over and rubbed my thigh. “We have to get you...

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Rogue MagusChapter 27

I sat down at the table across from Ella. My back was to the rest of the bar, but for the time being we were the only two in the building, so I didn’t care. Ella was my focus. For a moment we both sat there, not talking. It was different from every other time I sat down with a woman to talk. She usually had something to say. Now, however, I was being treated like I had done something wrong and I should damn well know what it was. Unfortunately, the only clue I had about that was that she...

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Rogue MagusChapter 28

I was gently woken by a smooth rocking motion. I was in a car and it was moving. I sat up. I was in the non-existent back seat of Chloe’s Jaguar. I understood what had been done. Chloe or Ella had created the back seat in which to lay me while they drove, but what happened to force this kind of measure? “You’re awake!” Ella said and Chloe almost hit another car as she turned to look at me. “What happened?” Chloe asked, correcting our direction on the road to the sound of blaring...

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Rogue MagusChapter 29

Lunch with Faith was fun. I didn’t even have to say anything, really. One question sent her off on a bewildering story of how everyone was so nice, and everything was so great. Then she started telling me about her co-workers. I didn’t pay close attention, only really listening out for key phrases that might cause problems for her. I did notice that though there were a few guys she mentioned, none of them apparently rated high enough on Faith’s chart to deserve more than a name and quick...

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Rogue MagusChapter 31

The drive from my apartment to House Cerenkov was relatively short. My apartment was about a mile south of UTA whereas House Cerenkov was a compound located in a large open area of Arlington just Northwest of UTA. I tried to ask Chloe why she had been so reluctant to drive me out here, but she refused to answer my questions. We were going West on West Division street when she slowed down and turned right onto a long, lonely drive. In the distance I could see a collection of buildings. Some...

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Rogue MagusChapter 33

Greta crawled onto the bed. She moved like a big cat on the prowl, all slow, graceful, fluid motion. Her eyes watched me and I really felt as if I were being hunted, only not as a meal. There was a certain forwardness to her that did more for me than anything else. She was toned, not muscular. She didn’t have the huge breasts that I seemed to both attract and felt attracted to, but that didn’t stop my reaction. Her eyes dropped. I was still wearing that silly costume for House Cerenkov, but...

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