Excerpt:
Ellspeth felt the sudden departure of Dal’s magic just before he collapsed to the hard wooden planks, his sword thudding alongside of him. Her fingers pressed against his neck in search of a pulse. There was none. Tears burned her eyes. Then she felt a faint beat...and another. An involuntary exclamation of relief escaped her lips, “Dal!”
The moans of wounded men pulled her attention from the wizard. Her crew needed her. “No...no...no,” she whispered. Men held arms broken into unnatural angles. Two sails hung in shreds from the beams. Three safety lines disappeared over the rails, taut with the weight of sailors. Live or dead, she didn’t know. The sight galvanized her into action.
“All hands to damage control. Secure the safety lines. I want those sailors aboard...now! Jon, get Cookie topside to help splint these broken limbs. Take Lord Dal below to his quarters. After Lord Voan and Lady Jesmen have attended him, please ask their help with the Falcon’s wounded.”
After three days, Ellspeth could no longer stay away from the wizard. She descended into the belly of her ship and entered the cabin where he lay. Despite the bright light streaming in through the windows, the room felt dark and cold. Voan and Jesmen were already crowded into the small space. “How is he?” Ellspeth asked.
“Our herb magic has kept him alive, mistress. But we cannot break the spell that controls him. It is too strong.”
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I like stories that recognize the price of power.
ReplyDeleteExcellent excerpt, Lynn.
An evil spell - who has the power to counteract it?
ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed the book
ReplyDeleteWhere did the evil spell come from? What happened to his power? Loved the excerpt. Thanks for sharing.
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