Navarre rolls over as the morning sun enters the room stripping it of the last vestiges of darkness.  He reaches out for something only to find it is not there.  Opening his eyes, he blinks away the remnants of sleep and then winces as he stretches both arms out.  Again he had forgotten about his shoulder and he curses softly.  For a moment he ( Read more... )

Diary entry made after Lady Gattini paid an unexpected visit:

Tonight's turn of events were interesting.  I believe I learn something new about this mysterious woman every time we encounter one another.   I find myself playing this game without clear knowledge of the rules in force.  Some inner voice demand that I continue to be wary of her true ( Read more... )

Made after a game of pool with Lady Delilah Gattini:

So it appears I've won the first round.  How many more there could be to go, I don't know.  Nor do I know if I have the stomach for the ice-baths that will inevitably follow such encounters.  If I don't suffer frostbite they will help strengthen my will and endurance.  I find it somewhat ironic ( Read more... )

**This is the carry on from where Delilah's log left off.**

The room is largely silent but there is a slight vibration against the walls. The drapes are pulled tight making the lighting dim in the room but the details are not difficult to discern. Escape could be an option. There does not appear to be anyone demanding payment or attention of any ( Read more... )

Made after a chance encounter with Lady Faith Mountbatten outside the Begman embassy:

It seems I have a challenge ahead of me. This woman is cold, not quite ice, but certainly frosting over. It may take a little more time than I assumed but I'm confident I can crack that shell. I have no idea what I may find inside but the task has been set. If ( Read more... )