More from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation. This follows a few sentences after last week’s snippet.
“I was in Palora’s Crossing,” she said. “It was Market Day, and I needed supplies. I overheard conversations about highwaymen waylaying travelers coming to and from market. I am a Paladin of Arithen, pledged to defend those who cannot defend themselves, so I …” She closed her eyes, remembering the brief battle. “The couple that I rescued invited me to their home for evening meal and a night’s lodging. I felt uneasy letting them go on alone, so I agreed. Their son… their son …later that night he…” She shook her head. “You saw what happened.”
“Indeed I did,” he said softly. “And I wish that I had been there to spare you his advances.”
For the first time a smile touched her lips. “I believe you.”
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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