More from Song and Sword for a while, my first finished novel, picking up from last week.
The unicorns picked their way carefully up the trail, the slow pace maddening to Pashevel who was eager to find out what it was that they were being led to. Neither unicorn seemed to feel there was any danger ahead, and even Marlia relaxed slightly, although she still remained alert for an ambush, her ice-blue eyes scanning every boulder or crevice for signs of an enemy.
Thus it was that as the trail opened onto a boulder-strewn plateau, Pashevel was the first to spot the figures on the top of the rise. “There!” he cried, sending Sonata past Justice at a gallop.
“Pashevel!” Marlia sent Justice after them, fearing for the Prince’s safety.
The kneeling figure barely looked up as the two unicorns thundered up the hill. He merely glanced at them and then turned his attention back to the woman in his arms.
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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