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.)
Involuntarily she jerked away from his touch and clutched at the blanket as it slipped from her torso. “My clothes! What have you done?”
“I treated your wounds as best I could,” he said quietly. “Unfortunately your blouse did not survive.” His lips twitched with humor as he nodded toward the pile of blood-soaked white silk that lay next to her.
She stared at it for a long moment, trying to regain control of herself. “I’m sorry,” she said as she calmed. “I – I …”
“I know,” he said softly. The gentleness and understanding in his voice soothed her. “I saw what happened,” he went on, “and I expected you to be afraid. But I give you my word, I did nothing untoward.”
“You saw what happened? You just watched? Why didn’t you help me?”
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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