Posting from Book 6 of The Academy of the Accord this month. Things are a bit tricky since some of this book runs concurrently with Book 5 (and with Book 7) but focuses on a different pair of students: Rahmael, a ten year old first year cadet and a natural Warder, and Shander, a five year old apprentice wizard. The two of them have “found” each other and share the special bond that goes along with it.
In this scene Rahmael has stayed at the school for winter break and he, Shander, and others are at the Winter Festival in the village. There is a merchant caravan in town – the last one until spring.
(This is still a WiP and hasn’t seen an editing pen yet so just ignore the awkward sections and pretend it’s all nicely polished. Okay?)
A man stared at them as they approached a wagon, and Shander moved closer to Rahmael, unnerved by his gaze.
“May I help you?” Rahmael asked, stepping slightly in front of his wizard.
The look of annoyance on the man’s face was so brief that Rahmael would have thought he had imagined it if not for the increased feeling of danger that tingled through his body.
The man ignored him, looking past him at Shander.
“What’s your name, boy?”
Shander looked up at Rahmael, uncertain.
“His name is Shander and mine is Rahmael. He’s an apprentice wizard at The Academy of the Accord and I am his Warder.” Rahmael’s hand rested on the hilt of his sword, his gaze locked on the man in front of them.
The man stared at Rahmael for a moment, then shifted his gaze back to Shander.
“Shander,” he murmured. “It can’t be.” He dropped to one knee so he could look into the apprentice’s eyes. “My son.” His voice choked and he reached for him, but Shander took a step back and Rahmael stepped between them.
(I should probably have mentioned that Shander came from an orphanage.)
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