Starman (The Wayfarer Redemption, Book 3)
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The Prophecy foretold that Axis would defeat his half-brother and lay claim to the land that Tencendor will be created upon. The Prophecy told of the traitor in Axis's camp-Faraday's champion, Timozel.
And the Prophecy foretold many a choice that Axis must make in order to fulfill his destiny . . . but neglected to mention the choice between the beautiful and courageous Faraday, his late half-brother's wife, and the feisty and hauntingly enchanting Azhure.
To Faraday, he had pledged his love and a place by his side as ruler of Tencendor; to Azhure, he had given his children, his time, and his devotion.
His love for both women is what the last twist of the Prophecy relies on. While Azhure explores her newfound powers as an Icarii Enchantress, and Faraday replants the ancient forests of the Mother, the evil Gorgrael is plotting Axis's downfall, invading the sky with ice and terror and the flesh-hungry Gryphons. His most daring move is to follow prophecy, to taunt Axis with the pain of his beloved.
But which beloved woman will Gorgrael choose . . . and will she be the one whose death will distract Axis from saving the world?
Gryphon, did not know of the more subtle enchantments of Talon Spike. He did not know that the deeper the Gryphon went into the mountain—and every last one flew and scrambled as deep as she could go—the more they would be shielded from his thoughts by both the rock itself and the enchantments that surrounded them. Cut off from their master’s thoughts, the Gryphon received no fresh orders. All they knew was that they had to hunt the tens of thousands of Icarii that must be hiding here somewhere!
WolfStar grinned. “The Enchantress did not favor her eldest son at all; it was he who fathered the Acharite race.” Azhure’s mouth dropped open. “Do you mean that the Icarii, the Charonites and the Acharites all sprang from the one mother?” WolfStar’s grin became more feral. “The children of her unfavored eldest son became the toilers of the soil, while the children of those sons she did favor grew to hunt the mysteries of the universe.” Azhure wondered how the Acharites would react if they
“Who are you?” The woman smiled, her face losing its austerity. “I am First Priestess.” She paused. “I have no name.” “You know who I am?” The woman nodded, “Yes, I do, but … no! Hush. I do not want to speak of it now.” Azhure’s eyes filled with tears and the Priestess leaned forward and cupped Azhure’s face in her hands. “You have questions,” she said, “I know that. But you have time enough for answers, for I do not think you will be going very far until those babies are born. For now you
lesson, Blessed One.” If you’d taken your Brothers, she could be dead by now. They could have distracted the … Fiend … while you killed the woman. “I will use them in future, Great God. She does not frighten me.” Nevertheless, good Gilbert, I shall have to give you more power, I think. I had not counted on the Fiend. “Oh, no!” Gilbert whimpered, his fingernails digging up splinters from the floor. Good Gilbert Accept my benevolence. 25 Chitter, Chatter From Jervois Landing Axis slowly
stepped into the room. Both Azhure and StarDrifter froze in shock—StarDrifter had absolutely no doubt who this was. An Enchanter’s power—and such power!—radiated from his eyes, and his SunSoar blood called to StarDrifter. For a long moment WolfStar stared at StarDrifter, as if daring an attack, then he moved to the other side of Azhure’s bed, folding his golden wings gracefully behind him as he sat down, smiling at his daughter. “Azhure. You have endured so much.” Azhure felt StarDrifter’s