Ambriel's Quest: Book 2 by Hannah Davenport

Author:Hannah Davenport [Davenport, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-09-26T18:30:00+00:00

Mikal

The Cusasleon Realm

How long had it been since he’d seen Ambriel? Two days? Three? It didn’t matter. Time had stopped with her disappearance, and the feeling of loss only strengthened. He’d killed as many Santiarns as possible in the Human realm, and still he didn’t feel any better. All his warriors avoided him, and even Lukke kept things formal.

Returning once again from the Human realm, Mikal walked with conviction toward the dining hall, not worrying how menacing his blood-covered clothes appeared to others as they passed.

After grabbing a tray of food, he sat opposite Lukke. Lukke was the only one who would be near him unless it was absolutely necessary. He bowed his head with Mikal’s arrival. “Lukke,” he acknowledged.

“Commander, how did things go today?” Mikal just grunted while shoving food into his mouth. Lukke let him be until they had both finished eating.

“Mikal,” Lukke said, and the commander’s head shot up. Lukke hadn’t called him that since he’d spoken to Riysa. “I would like to speak with you in private. Let’s adjourn to my rooms.” Mikal held Lukke’s gaze for a moment and then nodded.

After they discarded their trays, the two of them walked in silence. As soon as the door closed behind them, Lukke turned to his friend.

“Mikal, you don’t look—” he started, but Mikal interrupted him.

“How do I look?” He stood with his arms crossed, a stern look on his hardened face.

“You look like death.” Lukke let out a frustrated sigh as he rubbed his forehead. “You look like the fucking grim reaper!”

Mikal relaxed his stance somewhat before taking a seat. Lukke poured them both a tumbler of ale and handed one to Mikal before downing his own. Three drinks later, Mikal had relaxed enough to let his guard down.

“I don’t know how to get her back,” he admitted in an almost defeated voice.

“Well, I have an idea. I don’t know if it will work, but we can try,” Lukke said. He sat down in another chair, resting his elbows on his knees while holding his drink.

Mikal now mirrored Lukke’s posture as he asked, “What is it?” Right now, he’d try anything to get his mate back. Every part of his body ached with the pain of losing her.

“How about we try catching a Santiarn instead of killing them all? There has to be some way we can enter their realm and retrieve Ambriel.”

“There realm is like ours, heavily protected by magic.”

“We can at least try. That’s why they wanted Ambriel to begin with. They needed her blood.” When Lukke knew that Mikal was considering it, he continued. “Did you ever wonder how they took Ambriel to the Santiarn realm?”

With renewed hope, Mikal knew Lukke was right. Ambriel didn’t have Santiarn blood, but somehow they took his mate there. The answer was in the blood. “It’s definitely worth a—” Mikal slumped over, dropping his drink as he fell fast asleep.

Mikal stood under a tree in the middle of a park. Looking into the distance, he could see a graveyard in which the tombstones littered the ground.

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