The sound of metal striking metal echoed through the smithy. There was something about the way the glowing metal formed to his will that calmed Thaedo..
The king is dead, long live the king. Jon lord protector of the realm must find his twin Thaedon and the protector his father the king left to raise h..
A doe tentatively stepped from the forest raising its head as it scanned the area and moved. Fog danced across the meadow slowly dissipating as sunris..
The moaning of the wind seemed to grow louder as rob made his way to the front door. It was time, he knew it and so did they. This was her fault! Wome..