Chapter 14 Part 2

The room was quiet after Bat left, except for the soft crackle of the fire in the hearth and the murmur of voices from downstairs. I tried to go back to sleep, following Bat’s advice, but my body had apparently had enough of sleeping for the time being, and my eyes seemed to pop open […]

Chapter 14 Part 1

“As in so many things, the cost of victory or the price of defeat may be very large or very small, and it may be impossible to know which until the battle is well behind you.” -General Perion Byrne, Lord Commander of the Concord Army  I drifted back into consciousness slowly, pulled back into the […]

Chapter 13, Part 4

I scrambled backward, trying to get away from the creature, silently begging the spirits and the Fates and anyone who would listen not to let the griffon or its rider see me as I pulled myself around the side of the broken battering ram. I wedged myself in next to the fallen log, getting as […]

Chapter 13 Part 3

The creature pulled the rest of itself onto the ledge, spreading out a pair of wings into the air that were almost as wide across as our battering ram was long. Its body was sleek and lithe, feathered all the way down the back and onto its long, sinuous tail. One of the stones over […]

Chapter 13 Part 2

We dragged the cart forward into the trees as fast as we could, Aler and I at a sort of half-jog. The cart creaked worryingly as its wheels rolled up and dropped down over tree roots and fallen branches in the path, and a couple of times I heard Ceyx draw in sharp breaths through […]

Chapter 13, Part 1

“The true danger any opponent poses is not that they can do a hundred things you cannot, magical or otherwise, but that they might do one thing that you would never have considered possible. In that sense, humanity was as great a threat to the Fae as the Fae were to humanity.” -Irandrya Ayes, Concord […]

Chapter 12 Part 3

The knights took seats around the table, and Bat and I set about serving them. The wine we’d received from the Concord quartermasters was a dark, almost-black red, sweet and bitter in equal measure even after we’d mixed it with hot water from the kettle. Sir Bliss and another pair of knights arrived just as […]