“What? Guardian?” Collin’s face must have looked as upset as his stomach did. Regardless, Egrid kept on grinning with all the fatherly pride he could manage.
“You have no idea what this means. When I hold this stone, it is just a stone. But when you hold Continue reading “Heathen Fate”
“I’m not sure. The stone I recognize. Archagus Valus has mentioned it once before, and it is recorded in an old scroll. With any luck, Vilder will know it by heart. As for the gate of Vrell, I have never heard of it. What did he say? What did he want from you?” Egrid queried Collin. Continue reading “The Guardians”
“How?” The king pressed a hand against his forehead as he stepped back from Collin.
Collin gave Egrid a puzzled look, “I had hoped it would work, but you knew therewas always a chance it wouldn’t.”
The king shook his head, “No. Not that. How did you find out it Continue reading “King Egrid”
Collin trudged up the winding slope, his men trailing behind. The sun once again shone brightly on AnteraSvell, marking the end of the phase of the second moon. He had only ever traveled through AnteraSvell once before, during the great Tuskin war, but he had never set foot on the inside of Ingri, the capital of Ingrua. Though Egrid had told him great tales of his city while they were in Belux, Collin had since wondered if those same tales had been romanticized and exaggerated by a homesick man.
As he Continue reading “Royal Greetings”
Amora reached her hand into a bowl of tiny blue spheres, pulling out pearl earrings. She was about to greet someone, a man called Captain Daybreaker. She knew very little, only that her father had been held up at a council meeting, and so he had asked her to greet him. She looked into the mirror trying to ask the face staring back at her countless questions. She was eighteen, though most would guess younger. And her white-blonde hair, her mark of royalty, spilled over her shoulders, falling down her chest. Her eyes sparkled with blue starlight, and her features were cold and still as if she were Continue reading “Princess Amora”
Collin jumped from the ship, feeling his boots crunch against the snow. The sky was dark now, and it would not see the sun again for several more days. He knew he needed to act fast or else he and his men would run the risk of being detected. Continue reading “On a Mission”
Carter sat on a wooden bench in Velderado park, observing blurs, that represented people, speed across his vision, only to slow down to the point where their movement was almost imperceptible. He smiled, putting his hands behind his head and leaning back. Feeling the power of a Greek god felt good, but also Continue reading “Time Thwart”
Palos sat on the rim of a fountain, surrounded by a rose garden, on a cold fall night. Behind him, he heard the gurgle of water gushing up and circulating into the pool. Before him, he saw a vast forest of evergreen and pine pushing out hundreds of feet below the cliff. His shoulders drooped and his eyes narrowed as he realized his plan had failed. He looked up at the moon, clear and full in the cloudless night sky. “I had but one task. One task I was entrusted with to complete and I could not even do that.” For given the hour, he was now sure his plan had failed. The princess had mocked him, playing him for a fool, and she had been right. I am a fool, the boy thought tragically. Continue reading “A Castle Full of Fools”
Princess Talis walked down the hall toward the servant’s corridors, a letter in hand, and a smile creeping across her face. When she arrived she gave instructions for a servant to take it the Count of Dumont—a man always looking for more power. He would fall easily enough for her trap. Now, she had but to wait. Continue reading “Gossip, Trickery, and Other Things”
Palos slowly raised his head, wary of the situation, knowing full well that at a moment’s notice guards could be hauling him away. He looked up at the princess, showing the utmost respect but with a blatantly nervous gaze. Continue reading “A Turn of Events”