1. Carradine

    Dare Homecoming

    It was a story heard often enough, especially among older, traditionalist families. It wasn't a change in the woman's heart that had led her to this perilous path, but an escape from the chains that held her. That was a noble cause, even if most people wouldn't admit it. There were too many...
  2. Carradine

    Dare Homecoming

    She spoke of gratitude as though he'd been given a choice. The sullied swan had simply stranded herself in his path, right along the border between two regions. That he’d offered her even the barest courtesy was owed only to the dying ember of pity that still smoldered somewhere in his darkened...
  3. Carradine

    Temporary Leave of Absence

    Not the account I meant to post this on, but oh well.
  4. Carradine

    Temporary Leave of Absence

    Hey guys! I know I'm already not the fastest poster in the west, but I'm not going to be doing much of anything for a little bit. My son is due to be born any day now, and on top of that I'll be starting a new, more demanding job with differing hours. Until the dust has settled and I have my...
  5. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    Her fear wouldn't stop her. It never did. Leysa, who’d followed Carradine wherever he beckoned, through shadowed rooftops and rain-slick streets, never once asked why. She didn’t doubt, didn’t waver, and for that, he adored her all the more. If she was going to be afraid, she wouldn't have...
  6. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    "Live here? I wouldn't go that far." Carradine's smirk was audible as he laid back on his cot, resting legs that had carried him across the city three times over already that day. "I live where I want. This tower is just one of my safe havens. Although..." His hand moved to where she sat at his...
  7. Carradine

    Open Silence beneath

    That circumstance had brought them together did not make Laric a trusted ally, and Carradine didn't expect such a lofty title for himself, either. They were a pairing of the wind; leaves blown together and tumbling through a dark and twisted maze in unison. When the wind broke, so too would...
  8. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    Carradine held no such uncertainties. The innards of the clocktower had long since surrendered to time’s slow decay. Whatever upkeep the Church once promised had been quietly abandoned. The shaft that rose above them was a hollow throat of damp stone and rot, where the evening light, though...
  9. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    Unfortunately, even the illusion of being a noblewoman’s bodyguard wouldn’t suffice here. Where Carradine meant to take her, being seen was out of the question, and there’d be no excuse she could give if they were. As her hand slipped free of his, his touch lingered briefly at the small of her...
  10. Carradine

    Open Silence beneath

    There was a part of Carradine, hidden and buried as thoroughly and deeply as he could manage, that reveled in these moments. In a time long left behind, he'd have been grinning ear to ear as they slid so effortlessly down the dark and dank tunnel, would have hummed a dark tune in rhythm with the...
  11. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    There was a change in his eyes as she spoke of woulds and coulds. It was cold water on whatever heat that kiss had brought him, a reminder that this secrecy, the fleeting nature of their relationship, was not something that would ever truly go away. Leysa's status was not a job or title, but an...
  12. Carradine

    Open Silence beneath

    Carradine’s harsh demeanor wasn’t born of malice, but of apathy. He didn’t know Laric, didn’t know his history, his fears, or his desires, and he didn’t care to learn. They were partners only by circumstance, and if Laric took issue with his tone, he was free to walk away. Once Carradine had...
  13. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    Carradine let out a quiet chuckle under his breath, not mocking, but fond. It was just the kind of thing he’d expect her to say, the kind of gentleness that slipped through even when he teased her. That was what he cherished most: her ability to temper his rough edges without ever trying to...
  14. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    Carradine tilted his head as Elle slid the ribbon-tied box across, his smile breaking slow and crooked. Leysa reached for the it, her slender fingers brushing against the satin ribbon. Carradine stepped closer, the whisper of leather from his boots betraying his movement. The air between them...
  15. Carradine

    Open Silence beneath

    The man folded his arms across his chest, impatience written in the hard lines of his jaw. He was more than ready to file his so-called partner away under the name Shiny-Haired Nimrod and never think of him again, but this wasn’t the time for careless battles. His hazel eyes flicked elsewhere...
  16. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    If there was any indication as to how the assassin truly felt about Leysa, it was held within that moment. Carradine held no illusion as to what had initially drawn Leysa to him: He was an escape, a hint of danger in a world carefully constructed by her family to be far too safe. That he was the...
  17. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    He. Another suitor. Carradine made an admirable attempt to swallow down the loathing that burned its way up his throat. It was to be expected, that a woman of Leysa's status and beauty be peddled to other such nobility. It was something Carradine had taught himself, painstakingly, to tolerate...
  18. Carradine

    Open Silence beneath

    The way this man gawked at him… Lords, he wanted to rip those wandering eyes straight from his skull. Any shred of benefit of the doubt Carradine might’ve given the blond was long gone now that he’d had a proper look at his face. Before long, the two of them were going to have a very important...
  19. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    Carradine’s smirk tugged wider at the corners when she made her mock pinch, but he tilted his head away just enough that her fingers caught air. “Careful, dove,” he muttered, eyes glinting with mischief, “pinch a man in public and folk will start thinking we’re respectable.” His thumb brushed...
  20. Carradine

    Private Eating My Wings

    He didn’t bother to hide his scoff. Typical Leysa — a reprimand before so much as a smile. With her, there were never honeyed words without honey candies; he’d learned that the hard way. “Your nobility is showing, love,” he drawled, steering them out of the current of the crowd and into the...
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