Ember: The Revelations of Oriceran (The Fairhaven Chronicles Book 3) by Boyce S. M. & Carr Martha & Anderle Michael

Author:Boyce, S. M. & Carr, Martha & Anderle, Michael [Boyce, S. M.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2017-11-20T05:00:00+00:00

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Victoria woke to a fizzling silver light inches from her face. She gasped and pushed herself backward, only to hit her head against the hard rock wall. She grimaced, holding the sensitive place at the back of her skull, and tried to get a sense of what was going on.

A blond man scowled at her. He held the piece of wood that had the light coming from the end as though it were a sparkler. He aimed it at her menacingly, and in her sleepy state she nearly laughed at the ridiculousness of a man trying to hurt her with a sparkler.

Only this wasn’t a sparkler. It was a wand.

As she fully woke, the realization crashed into her like a wave. This was a wizard, someone she didn’t know.

She scanned their makeshift camp and in the dim light could make out Diesel bound with glowing white rope between four men, all of whom aimed their wands at him and held a bit of the rope to keep him steady. Diesel glared at the man holding Victoria hostage as though he wished he could reach out and rip him to pieces.

Another six men surrounded Fyrn, and her mentor eyed her warily as if waiting to see what she would do. Styx chattered furiously from a metal cage on the ground, banging his tiny fists against the bars. Two more men surrounded Audrey, who seemed to be holding her breath.

Oh, no. If they find out she’s Atlantean, they’ll—

But they hadn’t killed her yet. In fact, as Victoria studied her friend in the dim light, she realized the tiara was missing from her head.

Audrey had shifted, and she was barely hiding the Atlantean Artifact that would mark her as an instant enemy to these wizards.

The only one left was her…a Rhazdon host. Hopefully no one would lift her sleeve.

The wizard barked an order at her in a language she didn’t understand. Baffled, she turned to Diesel, but he shrugged.

Great. Even the know-it-all didn’t have a clue what was going on.

The strange wizard gestured for her to stand, and she got the gist. She obliged him, calmly surveying the scene as she strategically lifted her hands in front of her. The wizard would think she was surrendering, but she could easily summon her sword and skewer him if need be.

If these men were powerful enough to overtake Fyrn and Diesel without making enough noise to wake her, she might not stand a chance. However, she had the element of surprise on her side. If she could summon her blade fast enough, perhaps—

“Don’t,” Fyrn said simply.

Victoria stared at him in astonishment. He nodded calmly, as though he weren’t being held captive.

Baffled, Victoria lifted her hands in full surrender. The wrist guards on her sleeves were more than enough to keep the cloth covering her Rhazdon Artifact in place.

The wizard shouted something at her and shoved the wand in her face again.

“That’s getting old, buddy,” she snapped, glaring at the wand he kept waving in front of her nose.

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