Jonathan steered Biscuit back to the main road. Fortunately, the horse didn’t put up a fight about the change in rider. Jonathan had ridden before on two horses: a palomino Continue Reading →

“How did you get the wound on your neck?” Peter asked. Jonathan reached up to his neck on instinct. The wound was sore, but it wasn’t really that deep. “An Continue Reading →

Jonathan Deere stared into the sky and wondered why he was in this world. It was an important question, no doubt, but one that was wildly inappropriate for two reasons. Continue Reading →

For a while now, the Bureau had been looking for a serial killer who seemed to be killing innocent citizens without a sound reason. Even till today, the Bureau and Continue Reading →

It was only after Liam left that Jonathan realized the kid had forgotten his dagger. He would just have to give it back at breakfast. Well, that was assuming he Continue Reading →

Connecting the palaces, Imperial Library, and a few other important government buildings were flat, stone paved roads. There were not shops or markets or houses in between these roads, but Continue Reading →

Jonathan left the dining hall immediately after the monarch and the two young men. He didn’t attempt to leave before everyone as he didn’t know whether there was some sort Continue Reading →

There was a long, thin scar across his throat. Jonathan wasn’t sure what type of weapon would create damage like that except for a blade. The wound didn’t particularly hurt, Continue Reading →