The Coming of the King (Descent of Kings Book 3)
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Descent of Kings: Book Three
“The world is ending. It is a cruel place and perhaps it should end. But then, there is Rion and you, and the brothers, and Rarnak, and those like you, those I might still find reason to fight for. So I look for Jargas, so he might help me, for I can stand alone against the darkness no longer.”
—Farad, Lord of House of Wolven
After risking all to come to the aid of Rion and his friends, Farad believes his only hope for sanity and survival lies with Jargas. Yet it is Jarina who will either destroy or save him, at the cost of a lifetime of faith and loyalty to Prince Talon.
Meanwhile, past the outskirts of Nalea, Aras and Leonas undertake a dangerous mission to parlay with the Hill People, never dreaming the fates of both their own people and Talon’s rest upon the outcome. Ironically, consumed by suspicion and mistrust, believing Jargas to be the Enemy’s minion and fearing Farad lost, Talon lashes out at Aras, with devastating results.
The Amontir see agents of the Enemy everywhere, where there are none, and fail to see those who are beside them, ready to strike.
Ring!” Aras had paled at his words. His voice was but a whisper. “My mother lives only for hatred, for revenge. She does not care for what the other two seek. Arcanus and Incuban…. I cannot reveal to you what they fight for, or why. But I swear to you, Dewalaren, I do not seek what the three of them do. I seek only to protect everyone from the harm they cause in seeking it. I wish only that you might believe me, that you might still love me as you did, before you left, even after you saw the
lived? Which Houses? How many are there now?” Dewalaren asked, in dawning excitement. Lunahr shook his head. “Now you must come. They have waited two hundred fifty years for you to find them, to welcome them home. I’ll not take any more of that from them. And you must return the Knife to Shadala, so she can present it to you in front of them.” Return it? After he and his father and his father’s father had spent two hundred fifty years searching for it? He would not! He looked at Shadala
you,” he said, and then looked as if he feared his own words. Rion took a deep breath and then spoke in a rush. “Tarrell, I never meant to hurt you. I mean, I meant to, but I don’t know why. I didn’t want to, I…. Tarrell, please forgive me for what I said! I know you can never forgive me for what you’ve lost protecting me, although you already have. I still don’t understand why you don’t blame me for your injury, when I blame myself.” “Of course I forgive you your words! You have forgiven me
no other innocents might be harmed,” Hunter said, deftly grouping himself in the category of innocents, but his attempt was doomed to fail, considering his appearance. “Convinced at the edge of your knife! We don’t take kindly to that sort of thing here in Gosa,” the Guardsman said. “Please, Captain. I would be happy to pay whatever fine you might impose for violating the peace,” Tarrell said, hoping a bribe might work. They were wasting time. “We have important business to take care of. The
upon your territory and would never harm the two you guard so fiercely. I would be your friend, if you would allow it. My touch is also pleasing. I think you might welcome it, were you to give me the chance. Were you to get to know me, I might also make you purr with pleasure.” Midnight eyed him suspiciously and approached cautiously. Farad held out his hand. The cat touched his nose against Farad’s palm and then rubbed his head against it. Farad began gently stroking him. A low rumble began in