Dark Lords of Epthelion Trilogy:Warrior Queen of Ha-Ran-Fel, A Dark Moon Rises, Castle of Blood by Sandra Kopp

Author:Sandra Kopp
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Published: 2017-01-29T00:00:00+00:00

Arris sat at the desk in his study, brow furrowed as he thought. What he asked of his sister endangered her sanity and perhaps her life, for as a High Arganian she already employed powers precariously bordering those of the Black Arts. She must discern the nature of the spirit speaking to her, a difficult task, for the demon spirits disguised themselves well.

He pondered a moment longer, then dipped his quill and wrote:

Dearest Angelika, I hope this letter finds you in excellent health and spirits. Our foothills abound with lush pastures, flourishing fields and carpets of flowers so colorful they resemble a rainbow poured out upon the ground. Yet when I gaze at those snow-white cliffs soaring into the heavens I remember the beauty of Aerie and the people I hold so dear—especially you, my beloved sister.

However, a dark cloud hovers. A maniacal beast tried to kill a wartime confederate who traveled to meet me. While safe in my house now, he brings troubling news of impending war and the rebuilding of the sorcerer’s castle. Worst of all, a voice from the Abyss entices his wife. I may have mentioned her: Nedra, daughter of. . .

Arris dropped his quill and buried his face in his hands. “How do I broach this? How can I draw my little sister into a realm I myself will not enter and that may destroy her?” He sighed and looked up, resting his chin on his hands.

How, indeed? ‘Tis a man’s province, a man’s fight! But you relinquished your power and now rely on your younger sister to do what you will not.

Arris gaped at the wall before him. That airy whisper, resembling wind coupled with a serpent’s hiss, penetrated his mind with chilling clarity. The power behind that voice had seduced Aurelius Marchant, transformed him into Ryadok, used and then destroyed him. Now it spoke to Arris.

Reclaim your power and rightful destiny, Arris Marchant. You need give up nothing. Reclaim your power and stem the rising madness. You are strong, my friend, stronger and wiser than any before you, for you entered the demonic realm and returned unscathed with your honor intact. Even your cousin, Aurelius, a good and noble man in his own right, could not accomplish that.

Arris’ eyes flashed. “Anhuapta!”

Haaaaaaaaaaaa! The Serpent’s hiss resembled the sound of water poured onto hot stones.

“Yes! I know your name, and even as a mortal have smelled your foul stench.” Arris stood. “Aurelius possessed neither goodness nor nobility. From his youth he proved himself evil. I do not esteem his memory and I’ll have no part of you. Begone, liar!”

Fool! Many will die because events you could have foreseen and altered will befall them, or because you lack the healing power necessary to save their lives! Yes! That knowledge can flee your remembrance faster than a snowflake melts in fire! Everyone you love will curse you as you show yourself feeble and weak, uncaring and self-absorbed. Concerning your friend, you fear his wife! Even as an Arganian you feared her.

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