Fate Defied: The Silent Tempest, Book 3 - Plot & Excerpts
All the faith and courage in the world still can’t make it fly. - from Besir Orand’iteé THICK CLOUDS veiled the first light of dawn, and only a small lamp on the table in the Overseer’s study offered any relief from the reluctant gloom. Garda stood at the tall windows and watched the palace doors swing open to accept the Master Raén. She could almost hear Derré protesting another blatant disregard of protocol as he barged past. Garda sighed, then grabbed a wet cloth from a nearby basin to revive herself, rubbing her face and neck. She had slept only a few hours since the theft of their weapons two nights ago, and the long lines of people, wagons, and carts toiling up the streets the next day had inflicted a heavy toll on her heart. News of the fall of both Enilií and Sintel had only deepened her fears that an attack on the city was imminent. The High Loop, a narrow, paved road winding through the upper regions of the valley, led to massive doors hewn in the towering cliffs. Rarely had these doors ever been opened.
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