The Stormcaller: Book One Of The Twilight Reign - Plot & Excerpts
The crowds had braved a brisk wind and swirling eddies of snow to line the streets all the way to the palace. Under scarves and caps skin was reddened and raw, but lifted by the smiles and cheers that greeted the troops. A victory parade through the city always brought out the people, if only to gawp at the Farlan cavalry in all their colourful finery. Even the Ghosts had made the effort to look their best, and the knights were as gaudy as ever, but it was Isak who drew everyone’s attention. At Bahl’s request, the Krann was in full armour, the only concession to the cold a bearskin around his shoulders. He managed not to shiver too obviously. No matter how uncomfortable, he could not deny the effect he was having on the people - his people. They might still be fearful of what lay behind these particular gifts, but the sight of Siulents and Eolis, and the proud emerald dragons decorating the flanks of Isak’s hunter, were irresistible. The people of Tirah cheered their army, and they cheered Isak at its head.
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