The Flame Priest (The Silk & Steel Saga) - Plot & Excerpts
She’d captured the rebel leader but checkmating the enemy was not enough. The battering ram boomed through the hidden chamber, a looming threat. Liandra needed a way to proclaim victory and end the fighting. Time was against her. The battering ram’s relentless pounding proved the grim truth. The door would not hold forever. The queen paced the secret chamber, desperate for a strategy, her head pounding to the rhythm of the battering ram. Communication was the problem. Trapped within the tower, her enemies isolated her from both friend and foe. She needed to send a signal to prove the queen still fought. Her gaze settled on the large tapestry filling the north wall, the only sign of luxury in the otherwise spare chamber. Moth-eaten and threadbare on one corner, the tapestry depicted the coat-of-arms of house Tandroth, two white roses crossed on a shield of emerald green surmounted by a golden crown. Despite the wear of time the colors were still vibrant and the size was perfect. The queen fingered the embroidered edge, wondering if some distant ancestor had foreseen her need.
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