Storm Without End (Requiem For The Rift King Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Water dripped from his hair and fell into his eyes, but did little to cool him. His hand shook as he wiped his face. Letting out a low groan, he leaned against the stone. He huddled in the shade the well offered and counted his breaths until his heart ceased trying to claw its way out of his chest. “Better?” Maiten asked. “Not really,” he replied. This time, speaking didn’t result in a bloodied coughing fit. He sighed and took a small drink. It didn’t completely soothe his sore throat, but it let him swallow without it hurting quite as much. “I’ll walk the horses. Try not to die on me while I’m gone.” “I’ll try to avoid it.” Breton shook his head and slid down to the ground. “That’s the spirit. I don’t want to find out if Kalen is capable of bringing you back from death just so he can kill you himself.” Breton didn’t bother hiding his grin. The favored threat wasn’t really effective, although it was amusing; Maiten did a remarkable imitation of Kalen’s surliest tone, even pitching his voice to be almost as high as the Rift King’s.
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