Category Archives: Year One

“You’re his lady,” a voice said from behind us.  I stiffened at the sound, swallowing bile that rose abruptly in my throat.  I knew the voice. What is she doing here?  What does she want now? But there she stood, … Continue reading →

I began walking the wards every day after the day I collapsed while working them.  There was nothing else I could do and feel useful.  I couldn’t fix anything that was going wrong—except for  making sure our wards were as … Continue reading →

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Phelan took him by the arms and gave him a little shake.  “Tell me your wife isn’t pregnant.  For the love of powers above, below, and sideways, tell me that Marin isn’t pregnant … Continue reading →

The sun was bright and high in the sky on a cold morning by the time he’d collapsed on a blanket near the fire, oblivious to the activity around him.  Someone had taken mercy on him and covered him with … Continue reading →

            “Phelan, what the hell was all of that?”             He winced slightly, not turning as he kept on scrubbing the blood from his hands near the fire.  The sky was slowly growing light in the east and his eyelids … Continue reading →

            “What happened?” she blurted, already half out of bed before the thin woman pushed her back down again.             “Stay there,” the woman snapped as she moved to help Cameron and the bear of a man he was leaning … Continue reading →

            Neve shot upright in the bed with a cry as if someone had stabbed her in the side, eyes watering from that new pain even as the old pain made itself known again.             “Whoa!”  The small blonde that … Continue reading →

            Behind him, Marin swore, too before she took two steps after him.  Thordin held up a hand to stop her.             “Stay there and cover me,” he growled.  “Cover all of us and make sure those damned wards hold.”  … Continue reading →

            “Christus,” Thordin swore again, letting another arrow fly.  “Damned things are going to tear them to shreds.”             Then, Phelan surprised him.  He’d feared that the once-druid was well and truly out of shape after his years of moving … Continue reading →