The Broken Snare

Zarek

My rare morning peace, with Vaelia still sleeping soundly in my arms, was shattered by an aggressive knock on my chamber door. I carefully untangled myself from her warm frame so I wouldn't wake her. Throwing on a robe, I marched to the door and yanked it open.

Myra stood there, her expression sharp and victorious. She thrust a freshly printed newspaper into my chest.

“Look at this, my A