July and the first tournament in Tyra seemed a long time ago. Alanna's performance had, of course, been excellent and the Tyran King had invited her to stay on for the second tournament he planned to hold this month. It gave them time and a reason to stay, mingle and learn more about who might have been involved in the plot to kill King Jonathan ( Read more... )

Short notice trips always started with a To Do list a mile long. Kawalsky was onto number 5 on his mental list and was repacking his bag for a third time. Ranger, one of the horses Raoul had gifted him with upon joining the King's Own, watched on from his stall, as if hoping that an apple would somehow mysteriously appear from the bag. His other ( Read more... )

What time was it? Kawalsky still found himself going for a wristwatch that hadn't been worn in over a year. It was late, he knew that. The sun wouldn't be up for a few hours at least. Torches lit the way along the stone passageways as he walked in step behind two of Jon's personal guards, a squad within the Palace Guard. When you were roused from ( Read more... )