The Alchemist's Legacy

Previously

…She packed a small satchel with essentials: a change of clothes, a flint and steel, a sharp dagger, and a small pouch of dried herbs for sustenance. She carefully re-hid the journal, promising herself she would return for it. Then, with a final, lingering glance at the sleeping castle, she slipped out of her chambers, a princess no longer content to wait for her destiny to be dictated. She was going to forge it herself, in the shadows, armed with the secrets of the past and the courage of her convictions. The scent of adventure, sharp and intoxicating, filled her lungs. The serpent’s kiss was a threat, but Anya was determined to turn it into a weapon of her own.