Page 71 of Bladed Kiss


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“A… A teacher!” I exclaim in shock. “Sythar, I always envisioned being an instructor but not until I retired from field duty… But I’ll take it.”

I turn to Denve, smiling as our gazes meet.

“There’s not a day I wish to spend without the love of my life.”

“I thought as such,” groans the minotaur. “Callista will lead you to a cottage on the edge of Nakam grounds, where a residence has already been prepared for you.”

“Sythar… Thank you for everything. Your guidance means a lot.”

“Don’t mention it,” he says, directing his focus on the paperwork in front of him.

“This is for you,” says Denve, leaving a bag of money on Sythar’s desk before we leave.

We head out the door, finding Callista waiting outside for us.

“So, do you want to see your new cottage?” she asks.

“You knew I’d pick option three, huh?”

“I know you better than anyone,” she says.

Denve and I link arms, proudly displaying our relationship to assassins as I become filled with a newfound confidence. Somehow, this all worked out better than I thought it would.

Callista leads us to a small cottage, handing me the key after she opens the door for us. Bowing, she steps out of the way and bids us farewell as Denve and I step inside. Our belongings lay nearby, ready to be unpacked.

“I… I can’t believe it,” I mutter in disbelief.

“Me neither,” says Denve. “But this is really ours.”

“Yeah…”

I take a glance around the house in shock and awe.

“I think Sythar likes me,” chuckles Denve. “Perhaps I’ll share a pint with him sometime.”

“That’ll be the day,” I laugh. “Come here and hold me.”

Denve and I pull each other close, his warmth filling me with joy. With everything working out for the better, I know there’s nothing that can possibly stop us from this point on.

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CALLISTA

Sythar’s eyes stare deep into the depths of my soul. It’s apparent he doesn’t believe the answer I’ve given him. Still, I stand my ground, refusing to be the first to look away.

“Alright, Callista,” he says. “You’re dismissed. No further questions.”

“I have some of my own,” I snarl.

“I said no further questions.”

“What about my contract? When are you going to give me a shot?” I ask in a demanding tone.

“When there's something available for you then I’ll let you know.”

“Sythar, I’ve been waiting for-”

“Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.”

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