Hooked on Windmaster Legacy, Answer Correctly #MFRWHooks

Chose between magic, revenge... or the life of a loved one.

This weeks #MFRWHooks Wednesday snippet is from Windmaster Legacy. To set the stage, Lady Ellspeth has escaped the dungeon of the rogue mage--and has taken the mage's innocent apprentice, Nobyn, with her. To protect the innocent, she left him in a place of safety to lead the pursuers away. He followed and last week's snippet ended with "“Where did you get my wife’s blade?” the savage voice growled in his [Nobyn's] ear."

Now to continue the scene. The answer.

~ * ~

The boy’s ashen face cooled Dal’s anger as much as the youth’s incoherent speech. Only his name, Nobyn, could be understood. Although unvoiced, Dal growled in frustration. I will never get anything out of him this way.

His mercenary side countered. Any man can be broken.

Desperation mingled with compassion. Whoever the boy was, however he obtained Ellspeth’s knife, he did not deserve to be tortured. Dal had been on that side of the blade. His back still bore the scars from his short time in Bashim’s dungeon. Innocents have to be protected, even at the cost of my own life or happiness. He loosened his grip, praying he was not making a mistake.

A strong sense of magic interrupted his internal argument. This youth shows emergent powers. Seconds more were lost in analyzing, recognizing the magic’s signature. There was something in it that tickled Dal’s sense of danger. 

Nevertheless, the more he looked at the boy’s determined attempt to avoid confrontation, the more Dal warmed to the youth and believed him to be an innocent.

Although Nobyn made no effort to move away from the knife at his throat, he raised his hands as if to ward off an attack. His voice broke, but two words were understandable. “Your wife?”

The glitter of gold peeking out as the sleeve fell back tilted Dal closer to an uncontrollable rage. Pressure increased on the knife, pushing it into the skin to release a trickle of blood. Whoever this boy was, he had a captain’s bracelet—one of Ellspeth’s bracelets. Cold death leaked from Dal’s voice with his next question. “How did you get my wife’s gold? She would never willingly give up her mark of rank. No man or mage alive, save me, could remove it without her permission.”

“My mistress gave it to me,” Nobyn stuttered.

Windmaster Legacy Available At:
Ebook and Paperback: Amazon Amazon.uk
One-click link to major Ebook sellers

Click here for another excerpt and a free read of the first chapter.

We're all hooked on books. Click on a link to hop to the next blog.