Kingdom of Ash

edge of Orynth before cutting across the
lowlands.
But most didn’t know that the ancient Fae
King had built his city wisely, digging sewers
and subterranean streams that carried the
fresh mountain water directly into the city
itself. All the way beneath the castle.
A torch lifted high, Lysandra peered into
one of those underground waterways, the dark
water eddying as it flowed through the stone
tunnel and out the city walls. Her breath
curled in front of her as she said to the group
of Bane soldiers who’d accompanied her,
“Lock the grate once I’m out.”
A grunt was her only confirmation.
Lysandra frowned at the heavy iron grate
across the subterranean river, the metal bands
as thick as her forearm. It had been Lord
Murtaugh who’d suggested this particular
route of attack, his knowledge of the