Oksana

Oksana paced back and forth in her private guest room routinely looking out of the open window as she waited for word from her guards. She had sent riders out two days ago and they had returned without any word of Assar. She had ordered them to stake out the guild hall until he returned, but another day later and still they hadn’t sent word he was back.

“What happened? He told me not to worry, but he's a half-blood in a city of purebloods who’d try to either kill him ...