Call Of Sunteri (Keepers Of The Wellsprings Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Shouting. Marching. Stench. Creaking hinges. Slamming door. The candlelight is harsh after so long in the darkness. I try to remember how long. Hours, not days. Hours since they put me in here in this tiny room. Musty-smelling, like the roots. Dry, like the sand. Cleaner, though. I panicked at first when they left me here. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Be calm, a voice told me. Breathe. I did. It didn’t help much. I cower from the approaching flame. Can’t see the man holding it. My eyes aren’t used to the light yet. He drops a tin plate onto the rough table with a clatter. I jump and flinch away. Eye the dish. My stomach growls. “Eat,” he says. Pulls up a stool to sit. His uniform is neat. Blue and purple. Cerion’s colors. Not city guard. Palace. Palace guard. He nudges the dish toward me. “You don’t eat it, I’m taking it away. Don’t know when you’ll get another plate. Go on.” There’s bread.
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