Blood & Steel by Helen Scheuerer EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Helen Scheuerer
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Althea Zoltaire’s death had been carved in stone since she was a child.
That was how she knew, as she crept through a realm on the brink of
darkness, that the world was not ending. Not yet.
Lightning split the sky, chased by the crack of thunder. Thea inched
along the bluff, savouring the rich scent of the incoming storm, revelling in
the chaos it threatened to unleash. She shouldn’t be up here, but she had
learnt long ago to take destiny into her own hands.
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Heart pounding, Thea scoured the rocks for a hiding spot. The meet was
due to happen at any moment, here on the black cliffs, hemmed in by
jagged mountains and savage seas, where giant waves barrelled through the
clouds. An unnerving territory to most, the wild landscapes and the cold,
sharp lines of Thezmarr was the only home she’d ever known. She had next
to no memories of what had come before she and her sister, Elwren, had
been left beneath the maw of the fortress portcullis.
Thea turned her attention back to the rendezvous point. There was no
sign of them, not a whisper in the wind. With an impatient sigh, she toyed
with the fate stone around her neck, running her thumb over the number
engraved there, the number she was bound by in this life.
Twenty-seven.
The age she would die. Just three more years until her death would
come to pass; a future she didn’t fear, but resented. For three short years
was no time at all for a woman to become what she wanted.
A legend.
She squinted into the sky, searching for the watery orb of the sun amidst
the grey. In a realm cloaked in darkness, it was often hard to tell the hour of
the day, but if she was a betting woman, and she generally was, she’d say
that the warriors were late. A bad sign to be sure.
The skies opened up and the downpour began, turning the ground into a
muddy river beneath her boots and another bolt of lightning flashed,
illuminating that which lay beyond the lashing waters: the Veil. An
enormous wall of impenetrable white mist, reaching for the gods, wrapping
the midrealms in its protective embrace. For hundreds of years it had
shielded their realm from the monsters, until one day it hadn’t.
The thought made Thea check that her most prized – and forbidden –
possession, her dagger, was snug in her boot beneath the hem of her
trousers as it always was.
Hooves suddenly sounded on the rocks and Thea threw herself behind a
cluster of brambles, hiding herself in the shadows as two great stallions
came into view.
Her pulse quickened; her source had been correct. Those gleaming
black horses belonged to only one kind of rider.
Heavy boots hit the muddied ground with a splash, and low voices
danced along the cliff.
They were here.
The Warswords of Thezmarr.
Thea peeked around the rocks, desperate to see the legendary warriors
up close.
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