Book Blurb:
Once, in another world—a
dark world, the world of Faetta—there lived paladins and pirates, tyrants and
scallywags, vampires and the undead. In this world a revolution is brewing. The
royalty of Sieunes are in chains, and those priests and paladins who follow the
holy word of the gods are under attack. In the west, the kingdom of Kellerhald
receives the fleeing priests in their temples of the paladins of Silvius, god
of the Sky.
Here, a young woman
has just passed her tests to become a paladin. A pirate crew raids along the
Azez Sea. An undead creature, wielding great power, roams the graveyard of
Yetta. And a lost soul, crying out from beyond the veil, seeks out a pure
hearted warrior to hear its plea.
Amid
the turmoil of the revolution, Ilka’s mettle is tested. Rescued by pirates, she
ends up with an unlikely ally: the pirate captain himself. The newly trained
paladin finds herself collaborating with the undead, working with a vampire,
and worst of all, longing for revenge against the man who has ignited the
revolution in Sieunes: Francois Mond.
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Excerpt:
"Beautiful
Rhiannon ..." he sighed, and sank his fangs into her neck, pressing her
body down onto the pile of dead flowers atop her son's grave.
He had
been following her around the streets of Lockenwood for a good month. He had begun following the moment he
had caught sight of her lithe body and her bright red hair. Sometimes he'd sit on top of a roof and
just watch as she shopped or left work at night. As he got more daring, he'd slip inside the tavern where she
worked, losing himself in the hot, dirty crowd within. His cold, hard body was shoved along
through the crowd: peasants, villains, beggars. The poor and the evildoers all jam-packed within the
smoke-stained tavern. And there
was Rhiannon, fetching swill for each of them.
All of his
efforts in the last month were now at their end. They reached the final climax with her death.
Augustine
released her limp form and laid her down to rest with her dead baby, and then
he sighed because it had come too soon.
He had been longing to talk to her, that's where this generally
went. He wanted to get to know her
a little before her inevitable death.
Wanted to know who she was, what she thought, and what she thought of
him. Perhaps he could've eased her
sorrows for a time ... but then, of course, the lust for her blood would've
gotten the better of him, and he'd have had to kill her. But still, this was basically a wasted
month.
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