Chapter Six: §1 Coming of Age

August – 1026 YD
Gesula Temple, Lenyol

Three years passed. The Spring Equinox arrived.
__Kesia and Lasair stood in the elegant gold dresses of their coming-of-age ceremony. Beside them were Toran, in golden tunic and trousers, and Mellena, in a soft red dress. All were taller, fuller, and on the cusp of adulthood.
__As they had many years previously, they awaited Priest Caleb with nerves while their families took their seats inside the temple. A warm breeze blew from the east. Continue reading “Chapter Six: §1 Coming of Age”

Chapter Five: §2

Winter – 1023 YD
Delus, Miggest

Two fires burnt on opposing walls of Delus Palace’s Great Hall, yet they barely took the edge from the deep chill of late winter. The Custodia stood before one of the fireplaces, her High Counsellor and High Commander by her side. Her face was grave indeed.
__‘How many were killed?’
__‘Four, Your Majesty. Three men and a boy.’
__She felt her throat constrict. ‘And the age of the boy?’ Continue reading “Chapter Five: §2”

Chapter Four: §5

(Continued)
Lirna, Lenyol

Along their journey north, Régan had dictated a dozen letters summoning her closest allies in the Court. Her assistant, Brennan, had been instructed to polish and dispatch them. Upon receiving her father’s message she went directly to the servant’s quarters and ordered a maid to retrieve Brennan.
__He appeared within moments. ‘Come,’ she commanded, and lead him to her rooms.
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Chapter Four: §3

(Continued)
Gesula, Lenyol

January drew to a close, and Kesia’s fifteenth birthday passed. Toran arrived one evening with a confusing account of the day’s events.
__The main text Toran laboured over was one of history—a dense volume written in an academic form of Gaeilge, made more difficult to decipher by its calligraphic script. It was, however, very beautiful. Writ on vellum, covered with gold-plated metal, and with ornately decorated borders, it seemed as ancient as the time it recorded: the era before the accession of the Dragon Monarchs, and the first century of their reign. It was his task to transcribe it onto parchment, translating what he could alongside. For weeks he copied the names of long-departed tribes, their territories, sacred places, and Chieftains; few dates accompanied these records, and their regions were unlisted. He constantly scoured the modern maps with faint hope of locating the areas mentioned—for the new tongue had given new names to these old places. His treasured bilingual dictionary was wearing from use. Yet his efforts were rewarded with insights into a forgotten time.

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Chapter Four: §2

December – 1022 YD
Gesula, Lenyol

Kengar had returned to Gesula only for the summer months. He had made arrangements with her new tutor so that for the duration of his stay she could resume her training in weaving. Thus she was free to spend long days with her uncle among the stones, retiring ravenous, head aching, and happy. Mellena would join them in sessions at his house from time to time, but her new trademaster could seldom spare her. It had been a dry spring and the flock needed moving often. Continue reading “Chapter Four: §2”

Chapter Three: §3

Summer, 1014 YD
Alendae Palace, Lenyol

The coming-of-age ceremony at the temple had concluded, and Princess Régan prepared for her official presentation to the court at Alendae Palace. The guests, including the Custodin and Royal Consort, awaited her arrival in the Great Hall. Word was sent from her chambers as she made her way through the palace halls.
   The Duchess and High Duke of Alendae rose at the ringing of bells, and their guests did the same. High Priest Alsandul, greatly honoured, crossed to the doors. ‘The Princess Régan,’ he announced. Continue reading “Chapter Three: §3”