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‘My dearest Isabela, of all my assignment, and I assure you there have been many, this was without a doubt one of the most pleasurable. In fact it may even have made the top five, certainly the top ten.’
‘Oh, you know me, I like being on top.’ Isabela smiled, briefly lifting her gaze from the map on the ageing wood in the captain’s cabin, her cabin. Five years she had been waiting for this moment, five years too many but they were in the past and this, this was her future.
The Crow flashed even white teeth of his own but like all of his kind, the smile didn’t quite reach the eyes which was a little sad given that they were so very pretty. She had had better but Zevran would always have a special place – in her bed.
‘Until we meet again, as friends I hope. Take care, Isabela.’ The elf said and was almost out of the door when she spoke up again.
‘Zevran, that’s Captain Isabela – even for you.’
This time the smile did reach his eyes before he disappeared out of the door, and that’s how she would remember him: the elven assassin who had given her a new life.