Empyrean: Return of the Fire Faery by Twyla Turner

Author:Twyla Turner [Turner, Twyla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-06-29T05:00:00+00:00

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After dinner, Valen took me on a tour of the great stone castle. Rafe had looked torn between trying to force Valen to let him come along or just ripping the elf king’s head right off of his shoulders. In the end, he went with option C. Which consisted of him stomping off to sulk, God only knew where.

I walked with the elf king through twisting and turning halls and passageways. Then he led me to a door made of solid stone. An elaborate mural was chiseled into the solid door. Valen stepped in front of the door, he placed his hand on the carved picture, and he pushed. The piece he pushed, what looked like a chest filled with treasure, made something inside the wall click, and the door slid open.

We stepped inside of the dark room and two flames on either side of the room near the door flickered to life. Valen guided me further into the room and more flames in sconces against the wall sparked. As if they were motion sensored. As the room filled with the soft lighting, I could finally see. And what I saw made my eyes nearly bulged out of my skull.

The room was long. Football field length, with one narrow pathway down the center. On either side was more treasure than a person could spend in a lifetime. Gold coins, jewelry in all the precious metals, adorned with equally precious stones.

I had no idea why Valen was showing me all of it. He hadn’t tried to hide the way to the treasure room, nor had he hidden the way to open the door. It was like he was inviting me to take the goods and run. Or maybe he was just trying to impress me.

“Wow!” It was the only thing I could think of to say.

“You know, this will all go to my queen when I find her.” Valen looked down at me, meaningfully.

To impress me. I nodded internally.

“Well, she’ll be one lucky girl,” I said off-handedly, not willing to put myself in the position of possible queen.

As my eyes roamed over the extensive fortune, they landed on something at the end of the room. At the end of the pathway, in a place of importance in the middle of the wall with a light shining down on it, was a sword. A golden sword. A sword that seemed to match my armor and shield. As if drawn to it, I walked towards the weapon without a word.

I stood in front of the sword, looking it over curiously. The hilt was elegant. Gold pieces swirled up to wrap around the handle. The handle itself was wrapped with a dark red leather, possibly for grip. The sword itself was slender and looked lightweight. On closer inspection words and an intricate design were engraved on it. I reached out to touch the unfamiliar words that were written in another language when Valen’s deep voice reminded me of where I was and that I was not alone.

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