Chronicles Of The Red King #3: Leopards' Gold - Plot & Excerpts
It continued well into the morning. The king could have stopped it, but he had much on his mind. He sat in the solarium with Solomon on his shoulders, consulting the ancient serpent on a matter that he found too difficult to resolve: the behavior of his children. The rain dripped onto the blacksmith’s furnaces and the charcoal became too wet to light. At midday, the helmets that the king had commanded to be melted were still waiting in their damp sacks. Llyr did his best with gorse and broom and bones, but after a brief flickering, the fires died again. The magic in Eri’s fingers worked a little better, but eventually the fires fizzled out. He tried with a mixture of hellebore and bloodstone dust, but even this potent mixture couldn’t keep the fires alight. It seemed as if the weather had been conjured by some malignant force in the misty, dripping forest. The damp did nothing to help Friar Gereint’s toothache. Too afraid to visit the wizards, the friar took to his bed and classes were cancelled again.
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