The Oaken Throne: Book Five in the Tree of Ages Series by Roethle Sara C

Author:Roethle, Sara C.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vulture's Eye Publications
Published: 2018-04-20T00:00:00+00:00

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Óengus eyed Oighear sitting at the head of a large wood table, her face buried in her pure white palms. A twinkling crown, encrusted with tiny white crystals, and a raw blue stone at the crest, bedecked her shimmering tresses. While she often wore jewels, he’d never seen her wear this one before.

“I’ve not heard further word from the sorceress,” he explained, still observing her from afar. “An alliance might not be possible.”

Oighear lifted her head from her hands. “So be it,” she sighed. “We go to war, for better or for worse.”

She seemed in such a morose mood, he was hesitant to speak. Yet, he could not allow her to die in battle without first fulfilling his wish.

“And what of my shadow?” he asked softly.

She blinked at him. “Ah, yes, I’d nearly forgotten.” She sighed. “Your shadow will be returned upon the death of the one who stole it from you. It is by the magic of the caster that you remain separated from your own magic.”

He furrowed his brows. “It is not magic.”

“Think what you wish, Gray Lord,” she said tiredly. “But I assure you, your shadow is the magic of the in-between. It is the magic I desire above all else. Why else would I have kept you alive for so long?”

He took a step forward. “You mean to tell me you actually wish for my shadow to be returned?”

She sighed, placing her head back in her hands. “Truly, I do not really care anymore. If you were to regain your shadow now, you would be of little use at this late hour.”

He blinked at her, wondering about her attitude. Did she truly think herself entirely doomed? She had been utterly confident before facing Ealasaid.

Desperation emboldened him. He took another step forward, then pulled out a seat at the table, directly across from her. “What have you learned that has defeated you?”

She lifted wide eyes to him. “You would dare speak to me in such a tone?”

He tilted his head. “If you wish to be spoken to like a queen, you should act like one.”

Her eyes widened further. He knew he was risking life and limb in antagonizing her, but he saw no other choice. He needed her help.

To his surprise, she sighed, then produced a slip of paper in her hand, as if by magic. Slowly, she set it down and pushed it across the table.

Óengus fought to hide his anticipation as he retrieved the paper and lifted it from the table. It read:

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