Dragons are extinct! There’s no doubt about it until Fire in the veins of royal twins exposes them as the Dragon-Called.
While successful, the meetings took a toll on Willoe. She elected to return to the castle along windy Bruyant’s Walk for a few moments’ peace. She stopped and stared down at the bustling harbor.The wharfs and warehouses on the shore reminded her of an ant hill as people and supplies swarmed back-and-forth preparing for the rest of the fleet to arrive and be loaded for the expedition. The larger Kegtiles had been able to sail from their northern ports sooner than Lord Setton had predicted and many had already arrived. Most everyone thought they could still carry out Willoe’s plan and increase their odds of success if the fleet sailed all together. She hadn’t had a lot of choice and reluctantly agreed with the rest of them to wait the two additional days for the entire fleet to depart; otherwise, it would be total chaos with that many ships trying to leave the harbor while the new arrivals entered.
Although her guard was wrapped in heavy cloaks, she only wore a light jacket. The Walk was one of the few places where the Fire in her body was partially cooled. Doy stood by her side, lightly dressed, but not shivering or giving any other signs of the strong wind that swirled off the Wailing Straits. She knew he only did it so she wouldn’t appear too different, though it was something that was with her, like her breath.
“I wouldn’t think less of you if you dressed appropriately,” Willoe said as she stared out across the water at the horizon as the first of the bulkier transport ships were already sailing into Sur Terre Harbor.
“I would think the Princess would have more important things to do than worry about a simple groomsman’s choice in apparel,” his tone was flat, but she could tell the mirth hidden within.
Willoe smiled in return but did not turn to him, instead, she continued to gaze at the ships. “I don’t need a cloak. I have something you don’t…I have the blood and fire of the dragons in my veins.”
He paused and then replied in a bland tone, “I’ve got a metal leg.”
Willoe stifled a chuckle then turned and continued to the castle; Doy trailed a little behind. “Simple groomsman,” she whispered to herself as her smile grew.
Ashes of the Dragon
Revin is a reliant and tenacious woman, one of the only females who hunts wild dragons. A chance to capture a rare golden dragon sends her on a quest to a small village far to the north—deep into uninhabitable mountains—in the heart of a fierce winter. The village of Awakening’s very existence is a paradox that is only the beginning of surprises that await Revin.
Can a solitary woman unravel the secrets of an impossible village and discover the truth of a golden dragon before the world is overrun with demons?
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I was asked how I came up with the names for the Fantasy creatures in my stories?
I base the stories on various Medieval lands (England, Scotland, Wales, Germany, Netherlands, Italy, and others). I research the myths of these lands for some of the names, but for others I create a name based upon a word from one of these languages that relate to the creature. For instance, there is an old Welsh name Tesni that means “warmth”. Today it’s pronounced Tesnee. I named a dragon in the Dragon-Called series Tesne. Another example are creatures that I call Surikats. They resemble large Meerkats, but with human capabilities. The Dutch word for Meerkat is Suricate.
Peter "PapaBear" Cruikshank
Did You Know: About Male & Female Elves: In the world of Athule, the Ancient Tongue of the elves is called Alfar. And unlike some other worlds, where all elves are just called an elf, on Athule there is a distinction made between male and females. For humans, it is common to refer to a male as a man, so in Alfar a male elf is called an elfar (elfari for plural). And since most people use the term woman rather than saying a female human or a female man, we don’t say female elf to describe an elf of the female gender, instead, she is called an elfyn (elfyni for plural).
About Peter: As an author my goal is to write tales that whisk the reader away to worlds of adventure; steep them in romance and wrap them in magic; bringing to life a believable place and time with fictional characters that the reader cares about.Writing has always been in my blood. My love of writing started in my e teens when I cut my teeth on Sci-Fi, with Robert Heinlein’s Stranger in a Strange Land and later I found the Lord of the Rings. The passion has never left me. I live in Southern California with my beautiful and fetching wife, along with an exceedingly talkative cat, Mr. Bentley.
Barbie Bigelow
Well Worth the Wait
Having read the first book, I was very excited for the second.
I was a bit impatient, but it was well worth the wait.
The transition from first to second book was flawless.
Although, I’ve never been big on battles, this was written in such a manner that it wasn’t offensive or ‘draggy’. It was enjoyable riding along as the twins begin to mature. The characters have become more real...
Well Worth the Wait
Having read the first book, I was very excited for the second.
I was a bit impatient, but it was well worth the wait.
The transition from first to second book was flawless.
Although, I’ve never been big on battles, this was written in such a manner that it wasn’t offensive or ‘draggy’. It was enjoyable riding along as the twins begin to mature. The characters have become more real and more liked, as well as, disliked. It was a wonderful way to introduce us to the dragons! Mr. Cruikshank is a truly gifted writer and brings life to his characters and to the story. Alas, I now have to try and contain my patience for installment #3. I will look forward to greeting my Covenant friends! ( soon, I hope ? )
