When they arrived back at the manor, the kitchen staff had already prepared the evening meal, but Lord Drystan insisted nothing be served until Her Majesty returned. Upon the sound of approaching horses, Aria had the staff in a frenzy and the table was served before Gwyneira and Niall entered the main dining hall.  Everyone … Continue reading Back at the Manor →

They rode for a few minutes in silence, then Niall spoke, “I don’t trust him.” Gwyneira always appreciated when he spoke his mind, in private, “House Rhys has always been a respected member of the Council. Malachi’s father was a trusted advisor to the Crown.” Her practiced words came off sharply. She stopped her horse … Continue reading Eldred →