Wrath of the Spider Queen 3 by Sarah Hawke

Author:Sarah Hawke [Hawke, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B094GDJ2XJ
Goodreads: 58012278
Published: 2021-05-10T22:00:00+00:00

4

The Shadow Knight

Knights belong on the plains atop their steeds…or maybe in the brothel atop their favorite whore. The forest is my domain, paladin—don’t you forget it!

Julian Cassel, broken Knight of the Silver Fist, smiled at the old memory. He could still hear Serrane’s cultured highborn voice chiding him while he had dangled upside down from a tall branch, his ankle ensnared by an old rope trap he had blindly stumbled into. She had let him hang there for several minutes to learn his lesson, and he had felt so embarrassed he’d thought his face would catch fire.

But the strongest memory was afterward, when he had thrown her down into the brush and fucked her so many times that they had been over two hours late for their rendezvous with her rangers at the Duskwatch Tower that evening. When he closed his eyes, he swore he could feel her slender legs wrapped around his waist and her sonorous elven voice whimpering sweet nothings in his ear…

Cassel sighed and dragged his attention back into the present. Serrane was gone now, thanks in no small part to his repeated failures to defend Highwind from the drow. Less than two years had passed since the Shattering had destroyed the Silver Fist and thrown the city into chaos, and it had only been six months since Serrane herself had been captured by the Matron Mother and her dark champion, General Nym. But Cassel felt like he had lived a dozen lifetimes since he had last touched her face and kissed her lips.

Focus. I’ll never see her again if I can’t figure this out.

He cursed under his breath. Despite his many mistakes, despite the awful failures still burdening his soul, he had finally been given a chance to set things right. Or at least, make them less wrong.

And all he had to do was embrace the dark power of a wicked goddess he had vowed to fight to his dying breath.

“What are you waiting for?” Laetharys growled. “I have given you all the knowledge you require.”

Cassel tried to ignore her as he studied the trees and underbrush surrounding him. It was well past midnight, and the Duskwood was so dark he could barely see his hand in front of his face. They were less than a mile from the ruined temple where Laetharys had established her “stronghold,” and one of her scouts had warned them about a potential gnoll incursion. Laetharys had decided that it presented an excellent opportunity for her new champion to prove himself.

She had fitted him out with a surprisingly comfortable suit of armor. The purple metal plates and black padded underclothes weren’t exactly his favorite design, but he couldn’t deny the quality. The suit hadn’t even been sized for him—and for all he knew, she had sacrificed one of her male warriors and taken it from his corpse—but somehow it still fit perfectly. It was also half the weight of what he was used to, making him nearly as mobile as if he were naked.

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