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“Eskalind must remain a preserve of peace, a beacon for all the world…"
No longer are all Powers benevolent; despite the Long Peace, Eskalind’s royal family is threatened by an unseen foe. The Bladesmith’s Daughter must employ her Scholars and a hidden ally to learn The Powers’ secret rules and impart them to the Flame Quencher, who may be the foundation of the future.
The Bladesmith’s Daughter paced to her desk through long shafts of sunlight streaming through the glass windows as though light were a liquid pouring out of the air. A lovely phenomenon, at its peak in this sixth month of the year. But when she blinked, it was not from the beauty of the sight but rather in wondering if her eyes were playing a trick upon her. She was certain that not a single book or papyrus had littered her desk when she last occupied her private room. Yet there, perfectly placed in the center of her desk, as if someone had calculated the distance to each edge and laid it in the exact middle, rested a lone sheet of parchment.
The Bladesmith’s Daughter drew closer. It was clean of any quilling.
“I did not leave that here. Who has been in my chamber?” Before she could yank the bellpull, the errant sheet began to glow with the faintest green tinge.
She inhaled sharply. Not certain she could trust her eyes, she glanced about, nervous as a new Apprentice Librarian uncertain where to file a scroll. Then the former Queen reached with a hovering hand to the parchment and nudged it.
With a pale finger, she touched it.
She lifted it into the shade and inspected its backside.
Replacing the sheet upon her desk, directly beneath a bright beam of sunshine, letters, forming words, appeared as though an invisible presence quilled upon the sheet....