A Stone Of Destiny and Despair (The Levanthria Series Book 4) by A.P Beswick

Author:A.P Beswick [Beswick, A.P]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.P Beswick Publications
Published: 2023-07-03T23:00:00+00:00

21

Jordell

“Lord Myrion Sand is dead, his wine poisoned while dining with his wife. We cannot be sure who is responsible but I fear that Lady Morgana had something to do with his death. She is dangerous and I am sure she seeks to ascend the throne herself. This would not be good for the Great Temple, she has shown herself to be our enemy long before she rose to power.”

Dorian Firo, Scholar to The Great Temple in Eltera, 255 KR

“Where is my daughter!” the fae woman hisses in my ear. She holds the dagger tightly against my throat, to the point where I find myself holding my breath, not wanting to risk contact with the blade.

“I do not know,” I answer, my voice rasping and constrained.

“LIAR!” she cries as she continues to press the dagger against my skin. “Now tell me what this is and why it carries the essence of Aruya?”

“I don’t know!” I repeat. “All I can offer is the circumstances that we came to be in possession of that elixir.”

There is anger and hatred in the fae’s eyes, one that draws on pain and worry.

“I was in the nearby woodlands, between the Forest of Opiya and Eltera,” I tell her carefully. “Our party was making our way here when we crossed paths with some guards who sought to capture us. One of them drank this elixir, and it changed them, enraged them. The elixir enabled him to cast storm magic.”

“Silence,” the fae demands. “I know your race, I know all too well the lies and tales that humans will spin to achieve their own agenda.”

“I am telling you the truth. Please, I seek only to find answers to the questions that I myself have. I carry magic in me, I bear the markings of a spellcaster. See for yourself.” I direct her gaze to my arm which is still bound above me. The fae woman glances up at my corrupted wound. “Except I fear that I may have overused my magic of late, the burden of which my body can no longer carry.”

“Your body is breaking due to the strain of magic, a sign that those not born of the forest do not understand the powers that you wield. The first elves were the same, born from a relationship between fae and humans.”

“I only aim to help others in need. I do not know what has happened to your daughter but if you will allow it, I would help you get the answers that you seek.”

The fae paces away from me before turning, her eyes clenched tightly shut as she roars out in anger. She swings the blade towards me and I close my eyes, embracing the impending strike that will surely end me. I pray quickly to the gods that Laith and the others will remain safe.

There is a thud and I find myself slamming to the ground like dead weight. As my arms land in front of me, I realise my bindings have been cut.

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