Blood Weaver (Blood Weaver Trilogy Book 1) by Karina Espinosa

Author:Karina Espinosa [Espinosa, Karina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K.E. Media Enterprises, LLC
Published: 2024-01-26T00:00:00+00:00

I quickly trudged out of the river and got dressed in the clean clothes I brought in my basket. Grabbing the woven handle, I hurried back down the trail, intent on smoothing things over with him. I’d never seen him so angry. While I still didn’t agree with him, we were forced to share the cabin until Silas returned, which meant we had to find common ground.

Wet hair clinging to my face, I ran through the forest heedless to danger with my heart and mind in turmoil. Was I blind to Caelan’s true nature? Ronan’s reaction suggested a deeper, darker narrative I had yet to comprehend. The tranquility of the forest was lost to me now; every rustling leaf, every whisper of the wind echoed my inner tumult.

Engulfed in my thoughts, I barely registered the change in scenery until I was in a clearing. Before I had a chance to realize the danger in which I’d found myself, they were there. Three Valorian soldiers, unmistakable in their armor, with crescent moons marking their foreheads. I stopped dead in my tracks and the basket in my hand almost slipped.

“Halt!” One of the guards held up a hand to stop me. Snatching two papers from the hand of one of his companions, he stared at it a moment before glancing back up at me. He did it several times before announcing, “It’s her!”

In moments, they swarmed me on all sides. I was trapped.

“What’s going on?” I looked between the three soldiers, unsure how to proceed.

The leader held the papers up so I could see them. One was a hastily drawn portrait of me, and the other was of Ronan. They were wanted posters. My eyes widened in surprise and shock. Caelan was going this far?

The posters said we were wanted by the crown dead or alive, but if dead, he wanted proof of our demise. This wasn’t good.

“Listen, I don’t want any trouble.” I held up my hands. “I have no qualms with Valoria …”

The leader scoffed. “You’ve sided with the Crimson Clan. You’re nothing but a Crimson whore!” he spat.

I flinched, feeling more hurt than offended. These were my people, and now they viewed me as the enemy. There was no way to get out of this without fighting. I just had to do my best not to hurt them.

The leader unsheathed his sword. When the other two held out their arms and readied their stance, I realized they were mages. As one, they launched their attack. I brought up a magical shield to protect me and they bounced off with shock painted on their faces, surprised to learn I was a mage. A mage from the Central Plains was a rarity, an anomaly. In that fleeting moment, a bitter realization settled in me—there was no middle ground here, no room for peace.

I focused all my energy on maintaining the shield. My arms trembled under the relentless assault of the two mages. Each spell that collided with my protective barrier sent a shockwave of energy that reverberated through my bones.

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