The Rise of the Dawnstar (The Avalonia Chronicles Book 2) by Farah Oomerbhoy

Author:Farah Oomerbhoy [Oomerbhoy, Farah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781634899338
Publisher: Wise Ink Creative Publishing
Published: 2017-04-24T07:00:00+00:00

The next morning the Crystal Castle lit up at dawn and sent beams of rainbow-colored light dancing about my room. Cade was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs when I came down.

“Where’s Tristan?” I asked as Cade led me down a flower-filled open corridor, past a secluded courtyard, and toward the gardens. “I wanted to go to the kitchen to get a bite to eat before going down to the training ground.”

“The dowager duchess has asked to meet with you.” Cade stopped in front of an ornately carved door. “She has requested your presence at breakfast.”

We entered the vast room overlooking the flowering gardens of the fae palace. This was part of the dowager’s suite of rooms. How big was this castle? It seemed to be almost endless with rooms and stairs appearing in places where I could have sworn there were none yesterday. There were some passages extending far back, right into the mountain, and I wondered where they led.

Tristan was already seated at a small round table in the dowager duchess’s breakfast room, talking earnestly with his grandmother. Daylight filtered in through the soft white curtains that fluttered in the morning breeze. He rose when he saw me, scowled as usual, and held a chair for me to sit down.

“You’re late,” said the dowager. “I expect you to be here on time in the future. We have a lot to do.”

“Sorry,” I mumbled, sitting down. I wasn’t that late.

Cade pulled up a chair and sat down too, reaching for the hot pastries that lay in a basket in the center of the table.

The dowager swatted his hand. “Cade, where are your manners?”

Cade looked sheepish and dropped his hands into his lap as the dowager gestured for the pastries to be served. House sprites appeared out of nowhere, dressed in black-and-silver livery, and filled my cup with creamy hot chocolate.

Tristan glared at Cade, sipping quietly on his hot chocolate, and I rolled my eyes. “Can’t you be a little more cheerful?” I asked, exasperated with his moodiness.

Tristan ignored me. His grandmother smiled.

“I spoke with your grandmother and the other elders last night,” said the dowager after she had a sip of her hot chocolate. “And although Tristan will continue training you as a warrior, there are other skills you require to fully master your powers. So you will come to me every afternoon, and I will oversee the rest of your magical training.”

I didn’t know what to say—this was much more than I could have hoped for. The dowager was an Elder Fae, possessing knowledge I could never hope to gain without her. She was a bit abrupt and strict, but she had given me her protection and I was grateful. Maybe I could ask her about the Dawnstar. I had to wait until the exact right time.

I thanked her, finished my breakfast, and ran down to the training grounds with Cade and Tristan. Skye was already there, sparring with two other girls. She waved when she saw us and sauntered over, her hips swaying.

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