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This story is No. 1 in the series "Tarnished Silver". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: Anthrax isn't the only dangerous thing in the mail these days.

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Literature > Dresden Files, TheRamenthFR1885,62512113,6701 Aug 0925 Aug 10No

Epilogue

“Azshariel is in play again.”

Nicodemus Archelone, though the last part was a recent adoption, set down the peach he’d been about to eat and turned curiously towards his wife and sometimes enemy. “I wasn’t aware she had left play,” he said after a long moment.

“You really need to keep up more, Dear,” Tess replied, squeezing as much scorn into to ‘dear’ as she could.

Nicodemus sighed, “I only keep tabs on those who might be a threat or an interest. As long as Azshariel and her hosts are content with their little power games with the mortals, I don’t need to bother with her.”

“Of course you don’t,” Tessa smiled patronizingly, “Because everything you do works out so well.”

“You’re not going to let what happened in Chicago go, are you?”

“No, I don’t think I will. Thwarted by a mortal wizard and a mobster. You’re losing your touch, husband.”

Nicodemus muttered something noncommittal and went back to his peach.

“I’ll have to come along the next time you go there,” Tess grinned at her husband.

Nicodemus sighed again; “Why would I go there again?”

“I know you. You’re not going to let well enough alone. Besides, you’ve left Lasciel with the Wizard. Though why you felt the urge to set her free again escapes me.”

“Not all of us,” Nicodemus glared, “are content to limit ourselves to sycophants like the psychotic cadre you keep.”

“You never complain when I bring them along.”

“That is hardly true. There’s a reason why I don’t bring you along.”

Tessa laughed, “I suppose that’s true. Still, I think you’ll want to hear the latest about Azshariel after all.”

“I doubt hat. How did you even hear about her?”

“I have my agents, Husband. And Immariel has a sense of these things. Just because Anduriel feels it is below him.”

Nicodemus rolled his eyes, “of course. Well, I’ll forward the information to Sammarael. I know he’s been moving in on her territory.”

“That should prove… amusing, given Azshariel’s newest host.”

Nicodemus raised an eyebrow at his wife, “What has she chosen this time? Has she finally gotten tired of CEOs?”

“I should say so. She's managed to hook the Slayer.”

At that, Nicodemus did look surprised. “You mean to tell me her asinine ‘let’s mail the coin’ scheme actually worked?”

Tessa shrugged, “I suppose.”

“Well… what do you know,” the head of the Order of the Blackened Denarius chuckled darkly, “remind me to send flowers to Sammarael’s grave.”


A/N: And there we go. Season one is over, as are the 'Short Chapters.' Expect a much more polished story for season two, assuming I ever have free time again.

The End?

You have reached the end of "Tarnished Silver" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 25 Aug 10.

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