The Seven Seals by Danielle Bourdon

Author:Danielle Bourdon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Myths, love, romantic suspense, Eden, Romance, Immortal, Excitement, fantasy, Passion, templars, magic, Fallen, Contemporary Romance, Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Wildbloom Press
Published: 2014-09-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

The Yangtze River snaked through the landscape, a twisting, curving body of water that looked as dark as the sky above it. Cliffs, hills and gorges surrounded the River on both sides, and Evelyn thought it was probably beautiful on any normal, given day. Without the sun, doused in gloom, it lost a lot of impact.

After so many hours in the jet, with two refueling nightmares behind them, she was ready to get down to business. Anticipation made her shoulders tense now that they were descending to land. Roman set them down on what appeared to be the flat top of a cliffside, but there must have been a runway or a road because the landing was smooth instead of bumpy.

Rhett touched a kiss to her temple and after they gathered their weapons, the group filed out of the plane onto the ground. A brisk wind twitched her hair around her shoulders, the mass unrestrained. A distinct smell of lush foliage, water and earth mixed with the electric sensation of lightning and rain.

Even here there was evidence of the pestilence that plagued the rest of the world; glittering, wet carapaces littered the ground, a layer of black that wasn't as thick as when it descended after the rain washed some of it away.

Against the moody, gray sky, the Templars looked more like warriors than ever to her. Each one wore an expression of chiseled determination, jaws set, muscles flexing from the weight of their armor and shields. They walked with proud postures and brisk strides, eyes forward on the Fallen that led them away from the plane.

Roman had found a desolate road to land them on in the middle of nowhere. To their right sat a two-hundred foot cliff overlooking the gorge and river below; to the left, nothing but miles of lush foliage, sporadic trees and stunning landscape. The pewter cast to the atmosphere couldn't strip all the beauty away, and Evelyn promised herself that if they made it through, she would return here for a visit some day.

Khyamaeus, with his bow and arrows strapped to his back, sword sheathed at his side, led them off the runway deeper into the greenery. The foliage here ranged between hip and shoulder height, with some bushes towering above their heads. Broad, glossy leaves caught puddles of rainwater in their crevices that dripped out one drop at a time.

Evelyn, Minna and Alex all had swords from the Servants and the Fallen from the castle as well as their daggers. The weight of the sword wasn't familiar but it was a weapon and one she would use if she had to. They had no sheaths, so they carried them in their hands.

Leaving the plane behind, she fell in behind Minna on a thinner trail that forced them to walk single file. Christian brought up the rear and the Fallen took the lead.

Deeper and deeper, they wound and twisted along a path that followed the gently rolling terrain. Sometimes she had to duck out of the way of a branch or a cluster of leaves.

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