Archer's Sin by Amy Raby

Author:Amy Raby [Amy Raby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy Romance, Historical Paranormal Romance, Mage, Magic, Love Story, Paranormal Romance
ISBN: 9781940987019
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Goodreads: 19237177
Publisher: Amy Raby
Published: 2013-12-31T14:00:00+00:00

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After Justien had purchased each of them a bread bowl filled with beef stew, he led Nalica away from the crowd. Once more he found seats near the racetrack. There wouldn’t be any races until later in the afternoon, and the area was deserted. He wanted privacy.

“I have to tell you this, because I was afraid to tell anyone in my clan,” said Nalica as she took her seat. “I admired your father.”

He raised his head, surprised. “How did you even know my father?”

“I didn’t, really. I saw him once at the Ismorian Games.”

“The Ismorian Games? Gods, that would have been...” He paused for a moment to do the math. “That would have been seventeen years ago. Am I right? That’s the only one we went to in my lifetime. Some years we didn’t go because of clan disputes, and then—well, you know. The games went into decline.” The stew maker had given him no spoon to eat with, so he pulled his knife from the sheath at his belt and speared a piece of meat.

“Seventeen years ago,” said Nalica. “You’re right.” She followed his lead and pulled out her knife.

“How old are you?” he asked.

“Twenty-six. I was nine at the time of the Games.”

“Nalica, we’re almost the same age. I’m just a year older.” He could hardly believe it. This woman was perfect for him: exactly his type physically, from the same background, and a war mage like himself—a damned good one, at that. She was from a rival clan, but that didn’t bother him. If only they weren’t competitors in the archery tournament. If he’d met her under any other circumstances...

“You must have been at the games too, but I don’t recall seeing you,” said Nalica.

He shrugged. “I looked rather different then.” As he recalled, he’d been running around with a pack of Polini boys at that age, causing trouble. He’d settled down a lot since those days.

“Do you know what I liked about your father?” said Nalica. “His kindness to his children. He lifted them up on his lap. He looked them in the eye when he talked to them.”

Justien’s chest tightened with grief at this description of his long-dead sire. Lerran had his faults, but he had been an excellent father. “The children you saw. How old were they?”

“I hardly remember,” said Nalica. “It was so long ago. I remember Lerran the most. The children were small—certainly younger than you would have been. A boy and a girl, perhaps.”

He nodded. “That would have been my younger brother and sister.”

“The ones you now support?”

“They’re grown now. I still send money to my mother.” He’d speared all the meat out of his soup, one chunk at a time. Now he turned to the sweet potatoes.

“I’d heard so many rumors about your family before the Games, you know,” said Nalica. “You were cattle thieves, liars, murderers. So I was fascinated by your father. I watched him in secret, wanting to know what evil looked like. And I saw this

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