A Realm of Dark Fury by R D Baker EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Elara
“A Peyrusian Princess, you say?” The voice was distant, muffled.
“Mmm, indeed.” Another voice. Closer this time.
“I never understood why these royal houses send their
princesses into battle. What good is a woman on the battlefield?”
The owner of the other voice chuckled. “The Fae, there’s no explanation
for their ways. Insufferable creatures.” Footsteps sounded close to my head.
“By all accounts she fought bravely though. Her mate died in her arms.”
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“Oh, how tragic,” the voice replied, so disdainful I could almost hear
him sneering. Anger prickled at my throat as I willed myself awake.
Awake? Where was I? I had to be dead. I was dead in Nav, and Keir was
waiting for me somewhere. But I sucked in a breath, my chest aching as my
lungs expanded, and I was sure that there was no pain in Nav.
“Pretty thing, isn’t she?” There was a creak of leather as someone
crouched beside me. “Aside from the missing ear, of course.”
“Too bad it was so torn up, I would have liked one of those pointy
things as a pendant.” Their hearty laughter echoed around the room. They
were mocking me.
“Wonder what the King will say when he sees his pretty little trophy all
cut up like this?”
I groaned, rolling on to my side, pain gnawing at my ribs.
“Oh, watch out. She’s awake.” More laughter. “How are you feeling,
fairy?”
“Where. Am. I?” The words got caught by each ragged breath. My
vision swam as I opened my eyes. As I struggled to focus, I made out two
blurry figures standing over me.
“You’re in Veles.” There was something white floating around his face,
a beard perhaps? “Fresh from the battlefield. And a sad and sorry sight you
are, too.”
I tried to push myself up on my hands, my head throbbing as blood
began to circulate around my aching body. “No.” I gritted my teeth as I rose
into a sitting position. “I died. The Riders came for me.”
“You’re gonna wish you had, fairy,” the other one said, the one whose
blurry image was dark, clothed in green. “You are now the honored guest of
His Majesty, King Theron of Veles.”
“Lucky indeed.” The bearded one leaned in closer, and a grimy hand
grabbed my chin. “Looks almost like an angel, doesn’t she? That golden
hair.”
I shoved his hand away. “Don’t touch me.” My hand shot to my side,
instinctively reaching for my sword. I clenched my teeth together when I
realized it was gone. Of course they hadn’t left me armed. I glared up at
them, blinking, trying to fill my lungs with air. “You’re lucky they took
away my weapon.”
More disdainful laughter. “Now, now, is that any way for a lady to
address her hosts?”
A door swung open, the hinges creaking heavily, and hurried footsteps
approached. “Get away from her, you beasts.” It was a woman’s voice,
older, stern. “I said out, now.”
“Oh, now Drusilla, calm down,” the bearded man said jovially. “We
were just welcoming our guest after waking up.”
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