Veil Of Justice, Shadows Of Justice Book 3 - Plot & Excerpts
They rested in the silence for another moment. "Tea or coffee in the morning?" "Definitely coffee." "You got it." It was a small consolation, one he latched on to as his mind continued to whirl. Petra stood, brushed a kiss to his cheek and left, apparently content to tilt his world on edge and leave him to set it straight again. His body tingled as if it wanted to slip back into the Paracuron's hold and the needle of pain was back at his temples. He responded with his most effective meditation technique, creating first a strong box and then folding all of this trouble and pain into it. Lastly he locked it and stacked it with the others. Then he swung himself out of bed as if he'd never suffered a single moment of illness or debilitation. It didn't end well and his knees would surely be bruised by morning, not to mention the elbow that hit the bed frame. No matter. He hauled himself upright and he intended to stay that way. Straightening his robe, he concentrated on each step of his jerking stride, pacing the room until he smoothed it out to almost normal.
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