HANNAH MEREDITH (Cont.)
SONG OF THE NIGHTPIPER
BLURB EXCERPT
Magic is disappearing from Fallucia and Rennic.
Each country blames the other and hoards what power
remains.
In a world where only Magical Talent is prized, Lady
Anlin and Sir Faulk lack any ability—yet their unlikely
alliance will reshape nations and challenge long-held be-
liefs.
Although she’s finally free, years of enslavement in
Rennic forged Anlin’s iron will. She is determined to res-
cue the half-Rennish son that was taken from her. But to
do so, she needs one thing—a champion.
Faulk is a landless knight whose life has stripped him
of all illusions. But he still harbors two impossible
dreams—to have a fief of his own and to find someone
to love who will love him in return.
His fighting skills have given him the first of these
dreams. The journey into a hostile land with Anlin may
give him the second. The two men met with a tremendous clash of metal.
The surrounding crowd quieted. It breathed in and out
like a great beast in time with the laboring combatants.
Sir Charl logically kept pressing the advantage of his
greater reach, making the smaller man move back. Then
the green-clothed knight appeared to stumble, and Sir
Charl lunged. Anlin, like most of the spectators, gasped.
This must be the end.
But the smaller man deftly sidestepped the blow and
returned with his own stoke, low and across the legs.
Even with the swords padded, the stroke must have been
punishing. Sir Charl’s knees buckled and he crumpled to
the ground. The green knight moved to a dominant posi-
tion over his opponent and the referee called an end to
the match.
The spectators broke into a frenzy of cheering. Anlin
remained frozen in place. This, then, was the man who
would have command of her body until the day she died.
Cold uncertainty leached into her bones. Then she re-
minded herself this could only happen if this warrior
agreed to bend to her will. She felt her shoulders relax as
the man approached. She yet had control of the pieces in
play.
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