Legacy of Ash: Book One of the Legacy Trilogy

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Alas, that confrontation went poorly. Viktor’s shadow was revealed as an aspect of Malatriant’s all-consuming Dark, and he was swiftly overpowered. She revealed that it was he who’d set her free by drawing on the magic of her prison during his triumph at Davenwood. But far from wanting him dead and the world under her thrall, Malatriant claimed she wanted nothing more than to bequeath what remained of her power to Viktor – to have him become her heir. A key turned. The door opened. Elda Savka stood on the threshold, her face sagging with relief. “My lady. When the rider came from Zanya, I feared the worst.”Worse, upon arriving in Tressia, it became apparent that Ebigail’s political machinations afflicted more than the Southshires. Having reduced the Council almost to nothing through assassination, she framed Viktor for practising witchcraft and set about seizing control of the city – and the Republic – by force.

This is a place for people to discuss their books, published or soon to be. Its more than 140 characters :] The tremor beneath his tone revealed the truth. His horse was already weary. What stamina remained would not long serve two riders, let alone three. Goodreads Librarians are volunteers who help ensure the accuracy of information about books and authors in the Goodreads' catalog. The Goodreads Libra Goodreads Librarians are volunteers who help ensure the accuracy of information about books and authors in the Goodreads' catalog. The Goodreads Librarians Group is the official group for requesting additions or updates to the catalog, including:The topics here are about your writing, how you write, muses, movie adaptations, writing blogs and books. Lots of books! Josiri is with me. My brother is taken. He may already be dead.” Either way, he was beyond help. “Is Calenne here?” She sheathed her sword and marched for the front door. Timbers shuddered under her gauntleted fist. “Elda? Elda! It’s me.” Richelson, Jeffrey T. (September 11, 2007). "Sins of Omission and Commission". Washington Decoded . Retrieved March 21, 2022.

Katya glanced down the street. There’d soon be nothing left to argue over. She understood Josiri’s reluctance, for it mirrored her own. To face a parting now, with so much unsaid . . . ? But a lifetime would not be enough to express her pride, nor to warn against repeating her mistakes. He’d have to find his own way now. Satisfied, Katya clambered into her saddle and spurred west along the broad cobbles of Highgate. They’d expect her to take refuge in Branghall Manor, or at least strip it of anything valuable ahead of the inevitable looting. But the western gateway might still be clear. Alas, the Hadari army was defeated at Davenwood. Both Melanna and her father were captured, only to be set free by Josiri Trelan. With Kai’s chief rival slain elsewhere, he was now free to return to the Empire and claim his throne. However Melanna, urged on by Ashana, lingered in the Southshires with Malatriant’s Dark overtook it. Joining forces with Josiri Trelan and Roslava Orova, she rescued Viktor Akadra and became instrumental in Malatriant’s defeat. Katya heaved Calenne up to sit in front of her brother. She looked like a doll beside him, every day of the decade that separated them on full display. This is a story about an old darkness left untended and growing once more, in a world where gods are not the infallible beings they might seem, and magic can be a double-edged sword. It’s a story about the increasing desperation of a nation’s rulers who have spent too long squabbling over power and not paid close enough attention to what’s happening beyond their sight, and characters with little love for each other being asked to put aside their differences and stand together in time to face off against their common enemies. As darkness grows and Tressia is beset from all sides, we see battles both large and small, twisted political machinations, and friends and families set at each other’s throats. Questions arise of spirituality, history and tradition, old grudges and wounded pride, as morally grey characters face impossible decisions and have to choose lesser evils.

Her horse forced a path through the crowds. The threat of her sword held the desperate at bay. Yesterday, she’d have felt safe within Eskavord’s walls. Today she was a commodity to be traded for survival, if any had the wit to realise the prize within their grasp. Viktor didn’t cheer the death. Eyes stinging with sweat, he saved every breath for the strength it lent weary arms and a flagging heart. There was only the press of bodies. The dead and the dying trampled underfoot. And the determination to outlast the foe.’ A knight’s promise is not what it was, and the Council nothing if not persuasive.” Katya closed her eyes, lost in the shuddering ground and brash clarions of recent memory. And the screams, most of all. “One charge, and we were lost.” Byman, Daniel (October 2015). "Intelligence and Its Critics". Studies in Conflict & Terrorism. Taylor & Francis. 39 (3): 260–280. doi: 10.1080/1057610X.2015.1108086. S2CID 112418284. The world lurched. Katya grasped at the bridle with her good hand. Focus returned at the cost of her sword, which fell onto the narrow roadway.