about the book
(Tales of Faeraven #1)
By Janalyn Voigt
Fantasy, Christian Fantasy
Paperback & ebook, 342 Pages
June 29, 2012 by Harbourlight Books
The High Queen is dying…
At the royal summons, Shae mounts a wingabeast and soars through the air to the high hold of Faeraven, where all is not as it seems. Visions warn her of danger, and a dark soul touches hers in the night. When she encounters an attractive but disturbing musician, her wayward heart awakens.
But then there is Kai, a guardian of Faeraven and of Shae. Secrets bind him to her, and her safety lies at the center of every decision he makes.
On a desperate journey fraught with peril and the unknown, they battle warlike garns, waevens, ferocious raptors, and the wraiths of their own regrets. Yet, they must endure the campaign long enough to release the DawnKing and the salvation he offers into a divided land. To prevail, each must learn that sometimes victory comes only through surrender.
(Note: Shae and Kai have been thrown out of an inn in a kingdom of a nation which mistrusts their own people. Heddwyn, the innkeeper’s wife, offers them beds for the night in the loft.)
Heddwyn lay down her burden, panting as she spread the thick furs on the hay where it spilled into drifts. Shae gave the makeshift beds a speculative look. She and Kai would stay warm enough beneath those furs, but something rustled among the bales of hay in the loft’s dark recesses—rodents?
Finished with her task, Heddwyn bid them good night and disappeared down the ladder.
“I know it’s not the comfort I promised you…” Kai’s voice came out of the dimness that followed the lantern’s withdrawal.
She banished the thought of furry bedmates as best she could, for his sake. “We must accept such comfort as we are given.” She braced herself and removed her cloak, and then surrendered it to Kai, who hung it on a peg protruding from the wall. Shivering and shuddering, she slid beneath one of the piles of furs and pulled it to her chin.
But Kai knelt in prayer.
As Shae edged closer to him, the hay crunched beneath her, sending up a grassy scent. “What prayer did you give? Or should I not ask?”
“You may ask. I prayed for our safety. Tomorrow we cross the Maegrad Ceid.”
“The Ice Mountains? I will join my prayers to yours, but do we have cause to fear?”
“The icy peaks offer peril enough for sojourners, but ancient lore tells of Erdrich Ceid, the Ice Witch who dwells in the passes. Truth to tell,” Kai’s voice warmed, “I have not met her in all my journeys to and from Whellein, but we should nonetheless keep watch.
Shae smiled at the child’s tale, which she’d heard many times. A yawn took her by surprise, and her eyelids drooped. “What else have we to fear?”
“Only the cold and weariness that comes at such altitudes—and wind shears. But I know the passes well.”
He didn’t mention the possibility of encountering wingabeast riders bent on killing them, but she knew it existed. Even now, the dark riders might track them.
She closed her eyes to pray with zeal but soon fell into the languor of warmth and drowsiness. “My thanks,” she said, her tongue thick with sleep.
“You protected me this night.”
“Sleep, Shae.” She heard the smile in his voice. “Tomorrow’s journey will try our strength.”
about the author
Janalyn Voigt is a writer and professional speaker with a photography habit and a passion for travel. Her unique blend of adventure, romance, suspense, and fantasy creates worlds of beauty and danger for readers. Tales of Faeraven, her epic fantasy series beginning with DawnSinger, carries readers into a land only imagined in dreams. She is represented by Sarah Joy Freese of Wordserve Literary.
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