Rogue Legacy_The Secret History of Issalia by Jeffrey L. Kohanek

Author:Jeffrey L. Kohanek [Kohanek, Jeffrey L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fallbrandt Press
Published: 2018-02-07T22:00:00+00:00

Released from her father’s embrace, Tirialle stepped back beside Glynnis. “Be well, Father.” The girl appeared radiant in the mid-day sun.

“Don’t worry, Tiri. Captain Pularus and his men will capture Sol Polis in short order.” Tallinor glanced toward Cal. “If the intelligence we’ve gathered is true, the Ministry will have few men to hold the city. Once captured, I’ll ensure the city’s new governance before I return. If all goes well, I’ll be back within a week.”

The girl nodded.

Tallinor turned to Lyra and gave a small smile. “Please remember, the palace is now your home. If you need anything while I’m away, Glynnis can help you.”

With that, Tallinor descended the stairs outside the Citadel walls, toward the ranks of men waiting below. A single carriage hooked to two workhorses waited at the foot of the stairs. Beyond the carriage, soldiers stood ready, arranged in rows six men wide, a hundred men deep. Sensing his gaze on her, Lyra turned toward Cal.

He gave her a sad smile. “I must go.”

She nodded. “I know.”

His gaze shifted down toward her feet. “I wish you the best, Lyra. I...”

Cal stopped mid-speech when Lyra’s arms wrapped about him, her lips pressed against his. After a moment, his stance softened, his arms returning her embrace as he gave himself to the moment. Her head swam with emotion, her heart pounding as she poured her soul into the kiss, praying that it might ignite something within and convince him to stay.

He pulled away and cupped her cheek, using his thumb to dry the tear tracking down. “Be well, Lyra.”

Cal turned and descended the stairs. Lyra wiped her eyes as she watched him climb into Tallinor’s wagon. Garrett walked to the fore of their ranks as the horses kicked into a trot and turned west, down the road leading to the west gate.

“Sun soldiers! Move out!” Garrett and two others led the army down the street, following the king’s carriage.

Lyra remained still, not moving until the last soldier passed beneath the city gate. She expected that the Sun Army would have little issue taking Sol Polis, given that the city was now bereft of men – men pilfered to build The Hand’s monstrous army. No, she wasn’t at all concerned about Garret or Tallinor. Her thoughts focused on Cal as she found herself longing to be with him.

I will see you again, Pascal Fallbrandt. When I do, you’ll not leave me so easily. That’s a promise.

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