More from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation. This follows immediately after last week’s snippet.
“But – but you are the Crown Prince…”
He shook his head. “We are far from the Elven Court, my lady. In these lands I am but a simple Bard, travelling from place to place and learning of the people who live here. None know of my lineage, and I enjoy being treated as one of them.”
She stared at him. He was the Crown Prince. One day he would be the King, her King. Yet he wanted to be treated as a commoner?
Pashevel saw the hesitation and confusion in her eyes. “Please,” he said quietly. “I just want to be treated like anyone else. I am no different than any other person you’d meet.”
She studied him for a long moment, thinking back to the tales she had heard of the Crown Prince, of how he preferred spending time in the villages rather than at the palace, of the way he championed the common people –often going head to head with his father over matters of taxation and justice – of the way he truly loved the people that he would one day govern, and of how much he was loved by them in return.. At last she nodded. “I — I’ll try.”
“That is all I can ask, my lady,” he said, tucking the blankets around her again.
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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