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KateMarie Collins
Category:
Fantasy
Publisher: Solstice Shadows
ISBN-10: 1625263422
Type: Fiction
Pages: 139
Copyright: March 14, 2016
ISBN-13: 9781625263421
Price: $2.99 (eBook)
Book 3 of The Raven Chronicles
Arwenna’s spent sixteen years in peace. Watched her children grow, her husband, Joss, live a life separate from her for six months each year. With Sera and Liam in fosterage, she eagerly looks forward to the winter months where it’s just her and Joss. This year, things change in the worst possible way. And Arwenna finds herself chasing old foes once again. The evil she thought was gone is threatening her family, her world. Will she be able to vanquish it for good this time? Or will her need for vengeance turn her into something she doesn’t recognize?
Excerpt
Joss walked through the forest. He loved coming home far more than leaving. The slight change in the air, promising the cold of winter wasn’t far behind. The trees around him stayed green for the most part. Here and there, a splash of color on the forest floor from a fallen leaf mingled with the dirt and moss. The smell of the land around his home becoming dormant was as welcoming as one of Arwenna’s stews.
He could see her as she waited for him to come home for the winter. Sitting on the wooden table, her feet on the seat. Her green cloak open at the throat. It wasn’t that cold yet. A slight breeze moved her raven hair, framing her pale face. His heart ached. For sixteen long years, they’d had half a marriage, half of a life together. As much as it hurt when he left in the spring, the homecoming held him together.
What lies are you telling her this time? Krilln’s voice echoed in his head.
“You know why we do this, Krilln. Why Lexi herself said it must be so. Arwenna’s borne too many burdens in her life. If anyone’s earned some peace, it’s her.” Joss kept his voice low. “Besides, they’re not really lies. She isn’t asking the right questions.” Until the transfer was complete, until he was no longer the fey’s Summer King, Arwenna could not see or hear him.
It makes no sense to me. I don’t care if you are elfkind. You are the Son of Lexi. That makes you fey. You say it’s not lying, but omission. It is still deception. And the fey do not lie. It’s the reason we live apart from men, elves, and dwarves. They wouldn’t know honesty if it flew into their faces. Joss could feel the contempt in his counterpart’s thoughts. She’s the Daughter of Hauk, in every possible way! To remove her from the world, shelter her…you do her a great injustice.
Joss turned, his gaze resting on the reptilian creature crouching beside him. The blue war paint decorating the Aeshor’s face enhanced his strange appearance. Two sets of eyelids blinked at him, each one covering the narrow golden eyes. “It’s called love, Krilln. We know what she can do, yes. That does not mean she must do it. Besides,” he cast a glance toward Arwenna, “she removed herself. She could’ve lived with the Clan, or in Almair. She chose this place, with me. And I’ll protect her choice until I no longer can. Or she chooses something different for herself.” He looked back at Krilln. “Until there is more than a threat, something concrete to go on, we will keep her in the dark. Or does the Winter King feel he can tell our Goddess she’s wrong?”
Krilln looked away. Let’s be done with this, then. So you can tell her your lies while I find something you’ll actually believe to prove to you what’s really going on. The fey live apart from your world for a reason. And we hear the earth when she tells us something is very wrong. I only hope we can show you how to hear the cries before it’s too late for even Arwenna to save us.
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