The Spirit Shield Saga Boxset: The Complete Collection by Faw Susan

Author:Faw, Susan [Faw, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-04-20T04:00:00+00:00

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Ziona crept through the bushes, silent as a hare, and froze at the snap of a twig nearby. She listened, cocking her head to one side, slowing her breathing, and lowering her heart rate. After a time, she resumed her stealthy retreat from the edge of the Flesh Clan’s encampment.

Why are they so deep into this side of the Spine? she pondered as she slunk silently back to her cold camp. When she’d left Faylea with Sharisha three years ago to search for the prophesied children, she’d not believed it would take so long to find them. Much had changed since they’d left their home. Ziona had heard rumours about the unrest between the two Primordial factions, but if this was any indication of the severity of the split, it was more like a chasm.

Reaching her camp, she checked on her mount, finding him tied where she had left him, munching happily on the sparse grasses at his feet. She stroked his nose and then rummaged in the saddlebags for some dried fruit for a quick meal.

Taking a bite, she examined her options. Should I stay and observe the camp longer, or should I push on for Faylea? The decision weighed on her mind as she considered the problem. Knowing what the Flesh Clans were up to would be handy information, but she was not sure it outweighed her need to report to the High Priestess in Faylea and inform her order of the return of the Spirit Shield, of the return of a god, albeit in human form. She still marveled at this, that a god now walked amongst them.

And then there was Avery. Cayden would be angry with Ziona for leaving this way. He had wanted to accompany her in the search for his sister, but his place was in Cathair as the current monarch. He could not be traipsing all over the known world like some common courier.

She felt his pulse in the corner of her brain where the bond nestled, protected by blood and bone and tissue, that ethereal essence that was the blended portion of soul they shared. She had tried not to think of the bond and what it meant for them. In very un-Primordial fashion, she had hidden from the truth. In very un-seekerly form, she had avoided confronting the issue. Instead, she’d taken this excuse to flee, to put distance between them and the overwhelming desire to move past a sisterly relationship to something more…adult. As she pondered the situation, the bond surged, and she physically took a step back from the wash of emotion that flooded her. She stepped back again and abruptly halted as she bumped up against something solid…and warm.

Instinct drove her to her knees, and at the same time she tucked and rolled, pulling knives from her boots. Springing to her feet, she froze in mid-throw.

She was completely encircled by Flesh Clan Primordials, each clutching the wickedly curved knives they favoured. Ziona spun on the spot, trying to keep all eight men and woman in sight at once.

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