Embers of a Broken Throne by Terry C. Simpson

Author:Terry C. Simpson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: elemental magic, Sword & Sorcery, Epic Fantasy, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Aegis of the Gods, Coming of Age, Fantasy, New Adult & College, Epic, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: Golden Arm Press
Published: 2013-12-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Accompanied by the rainfall’s constant tap on her cloak and hood, Irmina found herself alone atop Benez’s bulwark. Bricks gray as the pregnant clouds, the fortification extended from where the castle nestled against the mountain’s ragged chest. She’d left Ancel with Stefan and Lord Traushen. As much as she preferred to be present, this was a time for him and his father. A time for family. She recalled the sheer joy on Ancel’s face as they walked with the Cardian Lord, the lightness in his step, the enthusiastic squeeze of his hand on hers. The contentment. In the revelation of his siblings, he’d discovered something precious, worthwhile, a ray on a dark day, and he’d clung fast. She wondered if she would ever experience such a feeling. Heart heavy, she pushed the Dorns from her thoughts.

The Netherwood’s expanse stretched around the city walls before ending hard against the Cogal Drin’s base. Earlier, only the clouds heralded the rainfall, now, thunder and lightning made their grand entrance. Forked arcs seared through the gray mass followed by hungry rumbles. Unlike the storms that chased them on their trek from the Iluminus, this one was natural. Her zyphyl reassured her of that much.

She sucked in a deep breath filled with the scent of wet stone and moss. The cold air cleared her head, abruptly making her aware of the chill that clung to her from her soaked clothes. Determined, she ignored a need to shiver, and set about her task.

Her mind drifted into the Eye where she could sift her emotions, pluck those she needed, taking a chaotic mass, and from it, create order. Within the Eye she floated on nothingness. She sensed the part of her from which she would draw on Mater as if it were an extension of her will, the voices inhabiting the power that shaped the world even now whispering their temptations. Shut out from her core, they did little more than buzz and had even less effect. In the larger share of mind, opened up since taming the zyphyl, a different power resided. From it she called on her beasts.

Her will extended to the daggerpaw king. In Charra’s company somewhere to the south, he was waiting for the rest of the forest’s inhabitants, the ones not protecting the Entosis, to attain their planned locations. Charra’s presence still remained, a whisper compared to what it had been at first. She let them be for the moment.

Shifting focus, she centered on the zyphyl. Her mind soared into the gray-infested sky amid brilliant flashes. Instead of drenched leather and cloth she wore skin of silversteel, blood of air and water essences, her body a sinuous form stretching some hundred feet or more. Lightning seared her vision, each bolt stabbing into her. From sheer reflex she thought to cry out, to flinch, but instead she welcomed the storm’s energy, devoured its fury. Each surge added to power crackling around her in white, blue, and violet hues.

Slowly, the effect of her

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