Har moved through the sewers unsure of what he was looking for but knowing he would do his best to find it before anything could happen to the children. He had been in far worse places than these foul smelling tunnels. When he had served the evil Queen he had walked through tunnels lined with recently dead humans, killed because of the threat they posed to her, because they had insulted her, and sometimes because it amused her to kill for no reason besides it gave her pleasure. He was glad to have escaped her but he could still feel some attachment to her even after many years and many miles.
The spell scarred could never escape the noble they served because they were bound to them by blood magic from childhood and only the death of the one they served was a path to freedom, but it was the freedom of death because their lives were attached to the one they were bound to. He still remembered being a playmate to the Queen when she was a child. Her father had decided she needed guards even in the play room so he was chosen to be given the change. He wondered how many before him had been subjected to it because few survived the process and fewer still survived with their minds intact.
Several men hid in shadows ahead of him, waiting to ambush him, but the magical objects that had replaced his eyes allowed him to see through the shadows and even walls. He wondered if they were the people he was looking for or if they were simply criminals looking for easy prey. They would find a much more difficult target then what they had hoped for. Har wondered what he should do with the men. They might have the information he needed but their deaths would be more satisfying.
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