Returning to Song and Sword for a while, until I decide on something else to torture you with.
Last week Marlia received a message from the god she serves that they were supposed to “follow the trail.” They’ve traveled a little ways since then.
Pashevel looked over at Marlia, and she nodded. “This is the trail we are to follow,” she said. “I know that much, but I don’t know what it leads us to.”
“Apparently it leads us to where we need to be,” Pashevel replied lightly and turned Sonata toward it.
“Please,” Marlia said, and he stopped, looking at her. She looked embarrassed and was having trouble meeting his gaze. “Please, m – Pashevel. Let me go first.”
She looked up at him and it was all he could do not to chuckle. She seemed so serious and so worried. He shook his head slightly at her desire to protect him, but accepted it as something that he would have to live with. “Very well, my lady, if it will set your mind at ease.” He moved Sonata to one side so Marlia and Justice could pass. Leaning forward, he whispered in his unicorn’s ear, “Someday I’m going to have to show her that I do know how to use a sword.”
Blurb:
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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