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.
“Kashrya,” he whispered softly. “Believe me, I would never knowingly do anything to bring you harm, and I will never stop blaming myself for whatever it was that I did that brought you here.”
“I don’t think you did anything,” she told him, her voice soft. “I think that they would have taken me even without using me as bait for you.” She edged slightly closer to him. “Thank you, for trying to rescue me.”
“Some rescue,” he said bitterly.
“Don’t,” she pleaded. “Don’t blame yourself. You tried. That’s more than anyone else would have done.” She paused and swallowed hard. “That’s more than anyone else did.”
“What do you mean?”
“Some of the men, they started to follow… but the chief called them back. He let the Orcs take me.”
If he ever got out of here, Dakkas vowed, that chief would pay…
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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