The dark-haired swordswoman stood at the tail of the side street, right where it connected into the main. In front of her was the younger girl she'd known since she was nine. Waiting for an answer to a question that - until that point - the Yecine hadn't realized needed to be asked.
At least, it *mostly* looked like her. The expression had that *less* familiar ambience - 'serenity' that was yet seemingly missing something 'indispensable'. The lack of vitality in her voice and eyes had stopped being a strong *immediate* kind of worry for Qatrand, but it was still something that puzzled her.
Beyond all that was the energy she could feel… almost holding her in place. It was a lot more vast than her own and it made her not want to move. Qat was aware that higher rank essence users could suppress some of the control of those lower than them. She figured this was something like that.
A little long (2.5k words) as a first premium chapter, but here we are. My plan was to tone that down to about two thirds of that size regularly. Their weird romantic conversation just kept going!
In the next few days I'll be double chapter posting. One will be at the usual 8PM ET and I'll be experimenting with the publish window of the second.
Thanks for sticking with my story so far, I appreciate every reader even if you're a silent partner in this romantic affair. There's plenty more to come, and I hope you look forward to it!