Daily Archives: April 16, 2017

Sunday Snippet April 16, 2017

Taking a break from The Academy of the Accord, since I’ve been posting from its books for over a year now. (I’ll come back to them when they’re ready to release.  Current goal is 2020.)

So, anyhow, I thought I’d post from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation.

Following directly from last week. (Some of you may have seen some of this before.)

Marlia woke to find her arms restrained. Panic gripped her and she thrashed wildly as she tried to free herself, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled.

“Easy,” someone said, a tinge of amusement running through his warm soothing voice.  “You might not want to throw off all of the blankets that are covering you.”

She froze at the sound of his voice and slowly turned her head to look at him.  His dark blue eyes held both humor and compassion, and a soft smile played over his full lips.  A silver circlet tried –and failed – to restrain his thick black hair.  He had a slender graceful build and there was an air of gentleness about him that said that he was no threat to her, or anyone else. 

“I…” She looked around, disoriented.  The scents and sounds of the forest filled her senses.  “What…? Where…?”  Her mind was spinning in too many directions at once, all of them filled with fear and confusion.

“It’s all right,” he said softly. “You are safe.  I will not hurt you.”

“Who are you?” she asked, trying to sit up.

“Lie still,” he said, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.  “You’ve had a rough night and you don’t need to be breaking open any wounds.”  

Song and Sword cover

Pashevel: a simple Elven Bard — and the Crown Prince

Marlia: a Paladin of Arithen, the Elven God of Justice – seeking vengeance for the destruction of her village

Dakkas: heir to the Drow throne — if his father and elder half-brother don’t kill him first

Kashrya: raised among a tribe of nomadic Humans, she is unaware of her true heritage — or of the prophecy that made her mother an outcast

Their goal: build a bridge between the Elves and their outcast brethren, the Drow, reuniting them and undoing the damage caused in a time so far gone that history has become legend and legend has become myth.

But first, they have a problem to solve:  how do you stop a war that hasn’t started?

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