Sorcerer's Ring Bundle (Books 13, 14, 15) by Morgan Rice

Author:Morgan Rice
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Teen, Kids, Fantasy, Fantasy and Magic, Fiction & Literature, Fiction - YA, Fiction
Publisher: Morgan Rice
Published: 2015-05-04T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Erec sat at the long banquet table, Alistair on one side, Strom on the other, and his hundreds of men of the Southern Isles filling the benches, facing, on the opposite side of the tables, Krov and his hundreds of Bouldermen. It had been a long day of feasting and it had morphed into a rowdy banquet hall here inside Krov’s castle, perched high up on this cliff at the edge of the sea. One entire wall was carved out with tall, arched windows, facing the ocean, light streaming in, flooding the hall with fresh ocean air, and the sound of waves crashing far below. It was unlike any other castle Erec had ever been in, all other castles usually built with few or no windows for fear of attack. But here, on Boulder Isle, there was no fear of attack: perched high up on insurmountable cliffs in the midst of a desolate and rough ocean, no enemy could reach this castle without scaling cliffs for days or somehow walking right through the mountain. They could afford the luxury here of light and air; no one could attack them from this high up.

It made for a relaxing day and afternoon, as Erec and his men finally began to unwind, to find some respite here, taken in by Krov’s hospitality, feasting on his fine meat and endlessly flowing sacks of wine. Erec was relieved to see all his men in good spirits after their long voyage, and pleased he had taken the chance to land here. He knew he had made the right choice, as unpredictable as Krov and his men could be. He reached over and held Alistair’s hands, happy to see her relaxed, too, and she smiled back at him, love in her eyes.

Erec was pleased and yet he was not a man to waste idle time, and he still hadn’t achieved his main purpose in coming here: to enlist Krov and his armies to his cause, to convince them to join them in crossing the sea and liberating Gwendolyn and the others from the Empire’s grip. Erec had tried to broach the topic many times, but Krov had been too busy feasting in this increasingly noisy hall. Indeed, while Erec wanted his men to blow off steam, he was becoming anxious that this hall was becoming too rowdy, too drunk; he could detect that special tension in the air that came as men went from one sack of wine to one too many. It left bored, idle men looking for some way to vent, and too often that meant violence.

There came another shout, and Erec turned to see several of Krov’s men wrestling good-naturedly in the center of the stone hall, grappling left and right on the floor between the tables. All the men turned and watched, egging them on, slamming their mugs on the wood, cheering. As Erec surveyed their faces, he could see that Krov’s men were less refined than his own; most were unshaven, missing too many teeth, with small bellies, and had drunk far too much wine.

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