Hello:
Part III of
The Queen of the Dawn has been posted.
This story was inspired by Arthurian legends and other medieval European folklore, "Tithonus" (1859), a poem by the Victorian poet Alfred, Lord Tennyson, as well as the ancient Greek myth about Eos, the goddess of the dawn who loved the mortal Prince Tithonus of Troy, plus my addiction to George R. R. Martin's Song of Ice and Fire and HBO's Game of Thrones. Hope you like it. :)
Rating:
15+ for violence and sexual situations.
Story Summary:
Cursed by the Queen of the Dawn with impossible desire, Prince Hal will risk the most precious thing of all, his honor, on a quest to find the edge of the world and the secret of immortality.
Excerpt:
“The dragon must fall. Its evil is spreading. The nights are growing longer. The beast comes earlier and journeys further inland, I fear, with every dusk.” She tapped his shoulder with long, graceful fingers. “Your steel covering will not help you. The metal links carry heat. They will weigh you down and cook you faster when the demon breathes its fire.”