Only then did she realize that she was safe in her bed at Ard Dhaimhin. It had only been a dream. She pushed her wet hair away from her forehead and rolled onto her back, drawing in deep breaths to flush out the fear that remained. It had been a dream, but not her own. Conor’s. The memory of the ...
The young man possessed as great an aptitude for teaching as he did for fighting, or perhaps he had just known Conor long enough to convey information in a way he would immediately grasp. Either way, Conor’s astonishing progress set Ard Dhaimhin buzzing about Eoghan’s talents and those of his cho...
The proprietor of the inn had said there were only two ships that traveled from Dún Caomaugh to Seare these days, and it had taken the better part of the morning to find the first. As soon as she had laid eyes on the Verity, however, she had felt the nudge that meant she should move on. Now she h...