Barbarian Outcast (Princesses of the Ironbound Book 1) by Aaron Crash

Author:Aaron Crash [Crash, Aaron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: men&#8217, s adventure video game adaptations wizard, coming of age sword sorcery dungeon core demon, urban dark fantasy magic thriller sword mythology, supernatural fantasy magic occult legends thriller, contemporary high fantasy magic occult elf, action hero dark gritty epic metaphysical harem
Publisher: Black Forge Books
Published: 2020-01-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

THE PRINCEPT DELLA Pennez sat at her desk on the Librarium’s mezzanine level. She liked her little space where she met with people to keep things running smoothly. The scholars below gave her a peace that always surprised her. Studious heads were bent over books. Women chatted with each other in groups, deciding whether they wanted to go to the feasting hall or use shecks at the Sea Stair Market. And then, the more adventurous might hire a boat at the hidden docks and go into StormCry to eat. The sea was relatively peaceful that evening. A rainy mist might dampen them, but that was half the fun.

Della knew from personal experience. She had so many happy memories during her time at Old Ironbound. Leaving had been so very difficult, and going home had been wretched. Teaching in Four Roads had seemed like a monumental waste of time.

She could let those bad memories go. She was the Princept of the Majestrial, and she would be until she died. As long as the Alumni Consortium deemed her worthy, and why wouldn’t they? During her reign, graduating scholars had gotten the best jobs in the guilds and even outpaced the university in Four Roads for the best government jobs in Farmington, the Sorrow Coast Kingdom, and the Holy Theranus Republic—which was a grand name for a dusty kingdom without any real power. Even the new leader’s name, the Grand Vempor Acadius, was trying too hard to seem important.

The guilds ruled in Four Roads. The government was merely the puppet for those with more money and power.

The Swamp Coast and the Scatter were a different story. Outsiders weren’t much tolerated unless they were men, and even then the males couldn’t be envied. Men had a strange way of disappearing in places like Josentown and Cujantown on the mainland, or in Williminaville down in the Scatter Islands.

No, the Consortium would back Della and her decisions. Old Ironbound’s ruling body was made up of only the richest and most powerful alumni, a sitting group of seven. Seven meant you only needed a simple majority to make any decisions, four votes to three. They met yearly at the Majestrial. Quarterly, they discussed issues via sand letters.

The Princept heard footsteps clatter up the stairs leading to her perch. Issa Leel sat, frowning at her. The professor spoke in Ohlyrran. “Your barbarian was late to my class today. He wrote nothing down. He seemed to be listening, though it’s hard to tell, since half the time he’s drooling over the women in the class. I will say, when he fixes his gaze on me, I feel listened to, pierced even.”

Issa didn’t mean it sexually at all. She was five hundred years old; she’d had her appropriate two children and then left them with her husband and his harem so she could teach at Old Ironbound. That had been over two hundred years ago, at least. She went home to the Ohlyrran Forests during the summers, but only during the summers since it was an arduous journey by either land or sea.

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