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Throne of Magical Arcana · Chapter 633

20-Day Triple-Update Promise Fulfilled — Votes Appreciated (Chapter Updated)

September 26, 2015 · 2 min read · 366 words

Seven consecutive days of triple updates — an unprecedented record. I'm completely exhausted. Even though the plot threads flow together front to back, I still end up dawdling and burning through a lot of time, so I couldn't get the update out any earlier.

That said, I had a blast writing this stretch. I mentioned before that Part Six had three or four scenes I'd been planning since before the book started — the confession scene was one, and today's three chapters are another. Now that they're done, I feel genuinely elated, like a treasure I've been hoarding for ages is finally out in the open for everyone to share. Hope you enjoyed it?

Hehe, actually, in my outline this stretch has its own chapter-style title: "Retreat as Advance — The Fierce Queen Abdicates; Eternal Radiance — The Cunning Mage Runs Wild."

Anyway, as of today, I've fulfilled the 20-day triple-update promise. There's still one backlogged chapter I haven't caught up on, and quite a few of those were 4,000-character behemoths. So — hands out — I'm begging for monthly votes.

Tomorrow I want to take it easy and shake off the fatigue. Updates will be at 7:00 PM and 11:30 PM. If I recover well, the 7:00 PM slot might be a double update, and I'll try to knock out that backlog. If not, well, one last day of triple updates — I'll make sure to get it done.

PS: A few brain-blast ideas that don't belong in the main text, so I'm dumping them here for fun: 1. I've got my appendix at home — do you? Three hours from now I'll be right as rain again. Can you say the same?

2. The bugle of a new era sounds. Yousener drops to one knee, eyes blazing with fervor, and declares: "Your Grace the Duke, the old heaven is dead — the yellow heaven shall rise!"

3. The moment Natasha shouts the words "constitutional monarchy," a hymn seems to ring out from beyond the walls. A canopy of azure qi forms overhead, and countless threads of fortune cascade downward, gathering, refining, slowly taking on a hint of violet.

Finally — votes, please! Recommendations, too!

End of chapter 633