Reliquary's Choice: Book Two Of The Celtic Prophecy - Plot & Excerpts
They were impatient; and to rely on such a weak-willed species with the delicacies of staving off another war was near unconscionable. But it was not his to say. He was surprised that it was Nimue who appeared first. “Greetings, brother. How dae ye pass the day?” “Interestingly enough,” Oghma indicated the floating forms of priestess and her protector. “I thought that you might find it worthy of remark that your son has chosen to be her protector.” Nimue raised an elegant eyebrow, “Did he now?” She stepped closer to the edge, turning her back to Oghma considering the two. “So chance intertwined the fates o’ those famed, ta be rejoined and set right when legacy is reclaimed.” She sighed, and then turned to face him. “It doesna surprise me at all. He is his father’s son after all; thaur is a sense o’ honor in all the Sinclair line.” She smiled, gaining a far-off look in her eye, “His father once offered ta champion for me, though he kent thaur was no need.”
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