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Chapter 5: Geriatric Renaissance
“Is this really gold? It’s so light…” Willem marveled as he hefted the chest.Dirk stared with some degree of annoyance as Willem demonstrated the tremendous strength that one who was versed in the use of aura could exercise. He’d been paid for six months of service, and serve he would, but he wasn’t particu...
Table of Contents
Volume 1PrologueChapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 4Chapter 5Chapter 6Chapter 7Chapter 8Chapter 9Chapter 10Chapter 11Chapter 12Chapter 13Chapter 14Chapter 15Chapter 16Chapter 17Chapter 18Chapter 19Chapter 20Chapter 21Chapter 22Chapter 23Chapter 24Chapter 25Chapter 26Chapter 27Chapter 28Chapter 29Chapter 30Chapter 31Cha...
Chapter 4: Cash or Kinship?
Willem, Dirk, and the van Brugh’s majordomo rode horses across the road. It was an opportunity to see and understand this land better than he could’ve inside that stuffy stone fortress. Looking back, it was quite the imposing structure—it stood atop a hill not far from a valley, where there were several other for...
Chapter 3: Deathbed Disinheritance Disco
“The entire week, he’s just been reading?” Lennard said in surprise, looking upon the attendant as he gave his report late in the night. “Reading what?”“Many things. Law books. Maps. Economic records. Censuses of the territory, and some beyond it. He’s been paying particular attention to succession law....
Chapter 2: Adopted at 87
Lennard was out in the field inspecting the border outposts when a messenger came riding a swift steed, bearing a message that he’d never heard.His father, Baron Tielman, had collapsed.From there, time felt it flowed at ten times the speed. He didn’t know when he had arrived back at the castle, but by the time he d...
Chapter 1: Alive Beyond His Time
A tall and broad man with a warrior’s physique sat at a table, staring at a full plate of food. He sat alone. The meal—a hearty thing, consisting of a fine slice of red meat supported by eggs—looked appetizing enough, and though the man held his cutlery in hand he didn’t begin to eat. He cast glances up at the ...
Prologue: Gone Before Their Time
“I can’t diagnose any specific reason for your malaise. Except, perhaps…” The doctor looked at his clipboard with pursed lips. “I’m afraid there’s just not much more I can do to improve the situation. At your age, with your lifestyle, it’s a miracle you’re both mentally sharp and ambulatory.” He fol...
