Angst Box Set 2 by David Pedersen

Author:David Pedersen [Pedersen, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-07T07:00:00+00:00

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Victoria fwumped into the center seat of the war room, feeling more like a child in an overstuffed chair than the soon-to-be-queen of Unsel. She squeezed her eyes shut and pinched the bridge of her nose, hoping to draw out some of the steady, constant headache that others referred to as leadership. After six months of ruling Unsel, she would’ve hoped for a little more confidence in her new job.

During her brief tenure in the big chair, the day-to-day running-the-kingdom chores had gone smoothly. Wilfred took on the brunt of the issues, with Tori stepping in if they would have long-term ramifications. That was where she excelled. Her gift of seeing someone’s futures, all the possible things that could happen based on their choices, made those decisions easy. If she saw too many paths, it only took the briefest physical contact to clarify. Proximity was important, and when she touched someone, she could practically read their mind. Rumors and speculation of her abilities stopped everyone from questioning her decisions, or by proxy, Wilfred’s.

Her power helped a lot when it came to stuff like land, and cows. It did little to help her manage a country facing world-threatening annihilation. Her inexperience had challenged her patience, her abilities, and her wardrobe.

Queen Isabelle had made it look so easy. Her mother had been decisive and confident, and looked good doing it. The young queen-to-be had tried to appear strong. Today, she wore a tight, navy ensemble with pale blue embellishments, the type her mother referred to as a “power dress.” It was great for turning heads but terrible for stuff like breathing. Emulating her mom’s wardrobe wasn’t hard, but there wasn’t a dress in the world that could imbue her with the skills required to see this through.

Sure, she’d seen the future of Angst breaking Alloria free and running off with her, but it was the worst future. Her ability to tell the future had set Angst on a path to bonding with the sword, and then everything had gotten fuzzy. When Angst bonded with Chryslaenor, her visions became misty. When he wielded a second foci, they were more like a thick fog on a stormy night. On occasion, he would let his guard down, allowing her glimpses into his many futures. She tended to hold onto the ones she liked best, which was why today had taken her by surprise.

Her best friend had always been there for her, and now he was gone. With Alloria. It made her want to cry. Not only had Angst left with her mortal enemy, he hadn’t taken Victoria instead. Her mind was a storm. She rubbed her temples, and a cool hand touched her arm.

“Please don’t,” she said, opening her eyes.

Rose pulled her hand back slowly, as if hoping to heal as much of Tori’s headache as possible. Her champion was like that. A good heart hidden by the resilient armor of bitch face. She cared, more than she’d ever admit, but always on her own terms.

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