Fans of Incarcercon and Sapphique

Evian nodded and turned away, but before he had taken two steps she forced the words out. “Wait. One thing.”

The peach silk shimmered. A butterfly fluttered at his shoulder, curious.

“My father. What about my father?”

In the beautiful blue sky a flutter of pigeons rose from one of the Palace’s thousand towers. Evian did not turn and his voice was so quiet she barely heard it. “He is dangerous. He is implicated.”

“Don’t hurt him.”

“Claudia …”

“Don’t.” She clenched her fists. “He is not to be killed. Promise me now. Swear. Or I go to the Queen this minute and tell her everything.”

That made him turn, startled. “You wouldn’t…”

“You don’t know me.”

Iron-cold she faced him. Only her stubbornness would keep a knife out of her father’s heart. She knew he was her enemy, her subtle foe, her cold opponent over the chessboard. But he was still her father.

a conversation between Evian and Claudia Arlexa
Catherine Fisher’s Incarceron

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The world is a chessboard, Madam, on which we play out our ploys and follies. You are the Queen, of course. Your moves are the strongest. For myself I claim only to be a knight, advancing in a crooked progress. Do we move ourselves, do you think, or does a great gloved hand place us on our squares?

private letter; the Warden of Incarceron to Queen Sia

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And with her instinct for weakness, Sia said, “I do hope you aren’t waiting for Master Jared, Claudia.”

Claudia’s head shot up. “Why? Where is he?”

Sia rose and shrugged her small shoulders. “At the Academy, I believe. But I have heard rumors that he is in poor health.” She smiled icily. “Very poor.”

Claudia came forward till she was gripping the cold stones of the battlement. “If anything happens to Jared,” she hissed, “if you so much as touch a hair of his head I swear I’ll kill you myself before the Steel Wolves even get close.”

Sapphique

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There was a man and his name was Sapphique. Where he came from is a mystery. Some say he was born of the Prison, grown from its stored components. Some say he came from Outside, because he alone of men returned there. Some say he was not a man at all, but a creature from those shining sparks lunatics see in dreams and name the stars.
Some say he was a liar and a fool.

Legends of Sapphique, Incarceron

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