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BLURB:
Lorana, sold by her father to the slavers, resides in the harem in the citadel of the wizards. Her desire is to escape before she is given as a reward to one of the two wizard trainees who are competing for a spot on the council. She knows how to brew a cordial from firethorn berries and a poison from the thorns. When Arton, one of the young men is poisoned by the thorns she must care for him. She feels an attraction to him but she must escape. One night she hears the voice of a dragon. She thought the wizards had destroyed all the dragons on this side of the mountains. When the wizards leave to collect men to sell to the slavers, she takes the opportunity to escape with few supplies and a determination to reach the dragon.
Arton is a fledgling wizard and is about to be tested for the council. His mentor has died. His mentor wasn’t his father. The wizard purchased Arton from the slavers years ago. The present chief wizard would like to thwart Arton’s quest because he wants his son and trainee to join the council. Arton and his rival are evenly matched. The escape of Lorana becomes a quest. Which of the young wizards returns her to the citadel will win the competition and gain her as a reward. Cregan the rival decides to search on the desert. Arton chooses the hills. Because of Lorana’s care of him when he was poisoned he is attracted to her and he still craves a seat on the council.
Can Arton find Lorana first and will he make her a prisoner or allow her to remain free?
Reviewed in the United States on April 28, 2017
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This is the story of Lorana and Arton who join forces with a dragon to defeat an evil wizard and his son. The book is well written and the story interesting enough to keep me turning the pages even though this isn't my preferred genre.
An enjoyable read and I would recommend it
An enjoyable read and I would recommend it
EXCERPT:
High gray stone walls surrounded the citadel. The ones
around the hareem courtyard where the women
spent most of their days were
lower. A chill rippled along her spine causing Lorana raised her head to
appraise the danger. She glanced at the grilled gate separating the women’s
area from the outer courtyard
. A burly man leaned against the wall with his
arms crossed. Lust radiated from his stare. Moments
later an austere figure
joined the first man. Mecador, chief wizard’s sly smile added to her
discomfort.
Lorana’s hands clenched. She vowed to find an escape
before the day she was destined as a reward
for one to the two young men
competing for the vacant spot on the wizard’s council.
She had made the same promise since the day her father had
sold her to the wizards of Fyre. For four years
she had hoped for a way to
escape these evil men. She couldn’t wait much longer. Last evening Hag
Mothe r
had told her the two senior fledglings would soon fight for the vacant council
seat.
A third man entered the outer court and stood at a
distance from the staring pair. For some reason
the tall trainee failed to
cause her as much alarm. From the gossip among the women the husky man
had the
favor of Mecador. No matter. She had no desire to remain as a prisoner to be
owned by a wizard
and used as the man willed.
Lorana’s hands clenched. Resentment churned her gut. She
hated her position in life. Not forever, she
vowed and walked to the work area.
She poured several cups of dried fyrethorn berries into a
mortar. She slid the pestle over the surface
crushing the berries to a powder
to be added to the bubbling cauldron over the first fire. The result
would be a
cordial.
The acrid aroma of brewing fyrethorn poison rose from a
kettle in a spiraling stream. Lorana hated
working with the death-bringing
liquid. The wizards sold the poison and the cordial to the slavers for
supplies. They also sold captured desert clansmen. Her hands tightened on the
pestle and grounded
the berries to dust.
She added the powder to a simmering pot and stirred. A
hand with long slender fingers grasped her
shoulder. She stiffened. The chief
wizard turned her to face him. The stirring stick clattered on the stones.
Her
eyes met the cruel cold gaze of Mecador, often called Supreme.
“I’m pleased to see you hard at work. You always seem to
be busy not like these other creatures.” He
indicated the women seated in
clusters in the courtyard.
She kept her gaze steady. “Keeping busy makes the days
pass.”
He chuckled. “See that you remember your place.”
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4 comments:
Janet,
I was unable to read your excerpt in full. It didn't word wrap correctly in the box provided and the words on the right are cut off.
I do like the premise of this book.
She's in a tough situation that people (especially women) will be able to identify with.
One little thing I noticed: 'grounded' should be 'grinded.'
Lorana gave him a good answer at the end about keeping busy. I like the cover for this book.
Ooohh. Love wizards. Thanks for sharing!
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