. Momentum carried me past Mára and out of range of the magic assault, but I nearly dropped my sword and brush from the surprise. I reversed the jade writing brush and chanted “[Healing]”, using the tool to sweep the casting up and down my body. “You were saying something, little monster?” Mára was jeering. The blast had come out …

. The spring night air had a definite chill to it, and this skimpy outfit offered nothing to fend it off. I was trying and very much failing to not think about the number of eyes that were seeing me wear it, too. The moon was bright, and my pale skin was doing an superb job of reflecting its light …

. Miröen… or rather, His Highness Prince Manlon, bowed his head toward me lightly. “Your Highness, it’s truly pleasant to be able to gaze upon your lovely visage two days in a row.” “Thank you,” I said,  returning the bow with a regular curtsey. The pretty pair bookending him looked rather dissatisfied that their man was flattering another girl. They …

. I had to admit she was right. That little schoolyard scuffle I had with Aenëe was not a fairy battle. Remembering her again, I wondered how she was doing against the demons threatening her city. If Trisiagga was still around, the obvious rookie Aenëe would be no match for her. I did my best not to show a reaction …

. Mother departed the Royal Grove of the Fairy King with baby Tiana in her arms in the Month of Full Snows of the Imperial Ostish Year 3247. She once told me that the woods were glistening white in the moonlight and it made her sad to think her daughter would grow up without this beautiful sight. Fourteen years and …

Thank you, Readers for two hundred thousand views! . So, I ended up in a private room after all. It was a fancy room, as expected at that price. The accommodations included a canopy bed and a dining table, but also a couch, tea service and even a little balcony, screened from neighboring rooms but overlooking the woods behind the …

. Like all fairies, the woman floating toward us, perched on mist, was a paramount beauty. Her flaxen hair was unusually long, and seemed perfectly dry despite having just emerged from a pool. She held no weapon and wore only her raiment, a gown of cloud-like silk that blended with her cloud-like vehicle. But she was circulating a massive quantity …

. During my bath, I had been concentrating hard enough that I hadn’t noticed the presences that had come into my area and were waiting for me to come up. Or rather, I sort of noticed in passing, but the place was supposed to have several fairies currently resident, so it wasn’t odd enough to pay special attention. Yeah, that …

. Most fairies take measures to avoid harming the mortals with whom they play. If they are like my grandmother, they will gently mold their minds to insure no harm and a safe return to their mortal lives, but most fairies instead perform a temporary bewitchment that leaves behind only blurred or confusing memories. It’s an easier trick to play …

. I’m posting a quick note for a couple reasons. First, it will generate a ping on Discord. Second, the end of Volume 4 is about a month away (somewhere in the second week of March, I think.) Why the ping on Discord (for those watching for SH in the #latest-releases channel of the Creative Novels server)? Because last night …