The Broken Council (The Guardian Chronicles 1) - Plot & Excerpts
He would lead a small group of soldiers to the mouth of the Blaine River and begin another week long patrol. They always followed the river, which ran right through the heart of the land of Tuwa and was a source of life for many of its creatures. This massive body of water had many roads running along either bank. These thoroughfares provided safe passage for travelers and merchants alike because of the military presence Yukio and his men provided. There was always a chance that the cavalry would meet someone new during their daily travels. It was truly a melting pot for the different races and varied beasts of Tuwa and was always full of surprises. That was why so many Nairians volunteered for this assignment. As the general sat pondering the splendor of this particularly peaceful morning, he had an ominous feeling come over him. He had the impression that today would be one to remember…he simply could not identify the source of this unusual feeling. Maybe it was another dignitary or even a member of a race he did not yet know of. This day was filled with the promise of great adventure and risk; he just knew it. As a man of war, he could hope for nothing more. Patrolling the trade routes along the Blaine River had grown mundane and wearisome over the years. Why do I keep volunteering for this assignment? Maybe my premonition will bring along some danger with it to break up the monotony. Still, this does beat sitting in the queen’s throne room all day doing nothing.
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