Published: March 31st, 2014
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It is not a peaceful time in the Algardis Empire. War is raging between the mages and seventeen-year-old Sara Fairchild will be right in the middle of it.
She just doesn’t know it yet.
Sara is the daughter of a disgraced imperial commander, executed for desertion. Sara is also the best duelist and hand-to-hand combatant in Sandrin. She lives quietly with her family’s shame but when challenged about her family’s honor, her opponent inevitably loses.
On the night she finds out her father’s true last actions, she takes the Mercenary Guilds’ vows to serve in the emperor’s army. Using her quick wits and fierce fighting skills, she earns a spot in the first division.
There she discovers secrets the mages on both sides would prefer stay hidden. Dark enemies hunt her and soon it’s not just Sara questioning the motivation behind this war.
While fighting mages, blackmailing merchants and discovering new friends, Sara comes across something she’s never had before – passion. The question is – can she fight for her emperor against a mage who has unwittingly claimed her heart?
This is year one of the Initiate Wars. Sara is hoping it doesn’t become the year she dies.
EXCERPT
Sara Fairchild stared at the three men
and two women who surrounded her with hard eyes. They had cornered her in an
alley. But only because she wanted them to. She was having a bad day, might as
well end it right. Feet planted firmly in the dry dirt, she called out to the
group arrayed in a semi-circle around her, “Nice day for a fight, isn’t it?”
The woman to her right wore a raggedy
scarf around her hair and her ears were covered in at least five earrings per a
lobe. She glared and said, “You think you’re funny, girl?”
Sara watched as the woman spit into the
dirt before her in disgust.
“Your da was a disgrace,” the woman
continued. “You’re just like him. A coward.”
“And a cheat!” said the man directly in
front of her. He nervously fingered a blade in his hands. It was a poorly
crafted one. That Sara could tell from five feet away. She stood in front of
him with her back-up against the wall. She wasn’t carrying her broadsword but
she did have one fine long knife at her waist, a dagger on her thigh, and a
baton she’d lifted from a city patrolman in her right hand.
“Is that so?” Sara said directing her
voice at the man in front of her, “And what, pray tell, did I cheat you of
Simon Codfield?”
Her tone was level. Even surprised. He
shifted warily. He was nervous even with four of his friends to back him up.
When the people standing with him began to look at him oddly, he stiffened his
back. Simon licked his lips and said, “Cards. I know you had an extra ace in
your belt. Admit it now and we’ll only beat you two ways until Sunday.”
She titled her head, “And if I admit it
later?” Even he couldn’t miss the derision in her voice.
“We’re trying to go easy on you,” said
Simon Codfield – his voice dipping into desperation. He might be a liar as well
as a thief, but he was no fool. Sara knew the only reason he and his crew had
followed her into this alley was because if he didn’t accuse her, he would have to take the fall for
loosing over forty shillings in a card game that started off over a bet of
five. She knew and he knew that he didn’t have forty shillings to give. That
was one month’s pay for a dockworker, never mind a ne’er-do-well like Simon who
hadn’t worked an honest job a day in his life.
“Tell you what. Why don’t you drop those
trousers of yours? Then we’ll call it even,” said the thief lord in charge of
the west district of Sandrin. She turned to face the man who had spoken. He
rubbed a hand over his two-day old beard with a grin.
Sara brought up the long knife in her
left hand, “Why don’t you drop yours, Severin, so that I can cut off your balls
for you?”
Anger flashed in the thief lord’s eyes.
Anger and passion. Sara smiled. She wasn’t joking. If she got close enough to
him, she’d make him a eunuch without batting an eye. Simon Codfield gulped and
took a step back. He knew she wasn’t playing around.
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About the author:
Terah Edun is a young adult fantasy writer born and raised in the Atlanta metropolitan area, who transplanted to the Northeast region for college, and has spent years living abroad in South Sudan and Morocco. She writes the stories that she always loved to read as a young girl.
Terah Edun is a young adult fantasy writer born and raised in the Atlanta metropolitan area, who transplanted to the Northeast region for college, and has spent years living abroad in South Sudan and Morocco. She writes the stories that she always loved to read as a young girl.
She prefers tales of adventure, magic, fellowship and courtship – in other words high fantasy. But she’s not adverse to the occasional contemporary fantasy coming her way. Sometimes you’ll see cloaks, daggers, independent and strong girls, independent and strong guys, sweet and soft spoken girls, sweet and soft spoken guys, sparkly magic and irritatingly know-it-all boys. The book she’s currently working on is SWORN TO SECRECY, the fourth in the Courtlight series.
Outside of writing, she’s a international development professional with a penchant for Starbucks.
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