Linnea, daughter of a king, carrier of the red cord promise, receiver of the seed of lions. Only she has the blood of kings in her veins. Only she can be used to unite or destroy all hope of unity between two nations.
The force moved with a speed he had never seen before and took the shape of a tall broad potency which wheeled a sword of imminent destruction to each one it met. Screams sounded about Pearce’s ears drowning all other noise. He stood as if transfixed at the display of energy and slaughter which met his eyes. The force was a man, but such a man. This man gave no quarter and moved his large body as if flying. Pearce caught sight of the eyes, which glowed a fierce deadly threat yet seemed otherworldly in mien. The men, who with him surrounded their king, also stood enthralled, this wonder left none for them to fight. None had ever seen the battle awen so magically displayed. He took three and hacked them down, another two came running but shared the same fate. Three more came at him and this tireless warrior dealt them an equal doom as if he were the shadow of death itself.
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"I have been a child, I see that now. You have managed my life so very well I have never questioned, yet you have condemned me to be a woman of scorn. Married me to a man I have no right to and sold my innocence for your precious politics."
Book I of Southern Swallow Series – 12th Century scholar Li K'ai-men takes command of his first official assignments during a time of political unrest and barbarian invasions.
