The Crown

A tall figure lurked in the hallway leading from the kitchen, listening intently. He was very adept at lurking, almost second nature. He casually twisted a white gold band on his right hand, gently caressing the heart-shaped emerald between his fingers. Malachi was certain Lord Cedric’s visions were leading up to something big, the event … Continue reading The Crown →

Roland

Gwyneira awoke to the smell of fresh tea and warm bread. As she opened her eyes, she realized how tired she must have been, because sometime during the night Niall had returned her to her own bed. Just like him, she thought, I wonder if he even took the bath. What a waste. Next to … Continue reading Roland →

Back at the Manor

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 →

Eldred

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 →

Malachi

Cedric lingered in the courtyard. He had never seen the queen lose her composure, nor use such a commanding voice. The Seer shivered, there was more than just the cold harvest air rolling in. Sure, the crops had been low this year, low river levels from a mild winter runoff, but this had happened many … Continue reading Malachi →