Icy Throne - Teaser

The Doomflower - now finished, at least for now until changes must be done. The second novel of the Prophecies saga is Icy Throne and that is what I am working on now.

I do not write on a schedule, I write when I feel like it.

I have family trees, military ranks, chroniclers, sceneries, people... All scattered around my head that must be put in right place and write them down.

Eventually they all will.

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Prologue

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King Aeric, House of Ice, Castle Yria

The tapestry swings aside when a secret door slams open and a hooded figure steps into the office, waves towards the tunnel behind her. She whisper frantically

“Follow me, this way!” There is a man who sits behind his desk and shakes his head. He takes the crown from his head and lays it down onto the table.

“It is too late, Solina.” Their eyes meet and she knows she is going to say the next w

ords just for her own comfort.

“Come; we have a chance through the tunnels…” The man lifts his hand into the air and silences her. He then smiles sadly before he says quietly,

“Solina, since Fleya died you’ve known this day is coming and do not deny it. I know you have soothsayers in Mon Tsih. Just keep Cedric safe, he must not remember this night. Nothing of it. Not until…” There is suddenly shouting coming through the door. She shifts in place, considers pulling her King after her into the tunnel but he turns back to her before she realizes to act. “Make sure that the right people know the truth. Do not let anyone know until the Timewalker returns. Fenron will make sure that the House Magic will be burnt out, he is the evil that your prophecies foretold us about.” The noises become louder and Solina now slowly steps backwards closer to the tunnel and whispers,

“The prophecy spoke of generations.” She stares at him while he nods and asks,

“Are you ready for this?” She turns her eyes at the door as she puts her hand on the lever,

“I will not disappoint you. It has been a pleasure, my King. My brother.” He lowers his head and she closes the secret passage as the first bangs against the door carry through.

“I have come for your head Aeric!”

King Aeric sat beside his desk, his crown laying on the tabletop as the doors were kicked down. He stared out from the window as General Fenron unsheathed his sword and swung it at the back of the King’s neck.

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The Doomflower is uploaded to my wattpad account, except for the last chapter. That I will hold on to. For now.

Enjoy your Sunday! ♥ -Ash