“Mister Kuznetsov, what a pleasure it is to finally meet you,” Margeaux said with a warm and proper tone. Cyril stood silent by her side, holding a soft smile.  “Ah!” Nikoli sputtered with surprise, spinning to greet them. “Lady De León, the pleasure is mine. And, of course, Mister Aumont,” he said, quickly stuffing the … Continue reading The Alchemist’s Apprentice: 02 – Cyril’s Soirée

Roanoke City. Many of the Concilium’s scholars have debated on when, and how, ‘City’ came to become the official title of their island-nation—as it was, in fact, a country with borders that stretched from coast to coast, and with no land that had not yet been settled and built upon. Some scholars would argue that … Continue reading The Alchemist’s Apprentice: 01 – Cyril’s Soirée