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, which ended with the Orcs dragging Kashrya away.
A few moments later they were back, and they cut the ropes that held Dakkas, letting him fall to the floor before grabbing his arms and dragging him to a cell. The clang of the solid metal door rang in his ears, and when the sound cleared he could hear Kashrya’s soft sobs.
“Kashrya?” he asked hoarsely, struggling to crawl toward the sound. There was no light, for which he was grateful. He didn’t want to be reminded of the marks on her body, marks that were, somehow, his fault.
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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