The Sleeping King: A Novel

By Cindy Dees

"The slumbering King" is the beginning of a brand new myth sequence through "New York instances" and "USA this present day" bestselling writer, Cindy Dees.

Dees has gained a Golden center Award, RITAs for class Suspense and experience and has additionally two times snared RT's sequence Romantic Suspense of the 12 months. She is a smart storyteller, and the adventures in her greater than fifty novels are usually encouraged by means of her personal lifestyles. Dees is an Air strength vet-the youngest lady pilot in Air strength history-and fought within the first Gulf struggle. She's had striking adventures, and she's used her studies to inform a few kickass stories.

But up to she love romances, Cindy's different ardour has been myth gaming. for nearly 20 years she's been concerned with Dragon Crest, one of many unique dwell motion role-playing video games. She's the tale content material writer at the online game, and desired to do an epic delusion in accordance with it, with the blessing and enter of Dragon Crest founder invoice Flippin.

The dozing King is the 1st in an epic fable sequence, that includes the simplest of the style: close to immortal imperial overlords, a prophecy of a slumbering elven king who is stated to be the savior of the races . . . and youngsters who're set on a route to keep the day.

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Yet regardless of the reason, her father was once capable of drag the boy again from the precipice of oblivion. Of a unexpected the oracle tore freed from the guards and stood trembling, real sparks flying from his hair and garments. His eyes seemed lined by means of a milky movie, as though the imaginative and prescient had blinded him to this realm and trapped him completely within the grip of a few unseen destiny. Endellian reeled mentally. by no means had she visible a prophecy act upon its seer hence. She spared a look for Laernan, who handled the oracles regularly, or even he seemed rattled. Laernan spoke, describing the imaginative and prescient the boy could not—or may not—give voice to. “From the Dragon’s Cradle the heroes got here, Who holiday the carry upon the Black Flame. and not using a identify or heritage stands daring inheritor to a blood either wondrous and outdated. a real baby of the roses can be born, With flames of the 1st urban to mourn. ” together with his phrases, Laernan projected a sequence of pictures into Maximillian’s brain and hers. Even looked after and clarified by means of Laernan’s skills, the pictures nonetheless got here so quick she slightly had time to approach them. uprising. Armies. Destruction. And blood. a lot blood. Annihilation on a panoramic scale and, eventually, Maximillian himself’s destruction scrolled via her mind’s eye. Profound silence enveloped the room. Endellian stared on the oracle status defiantly earlier than all of them, a narrow reed defying a effective typhoon, his head held excessive, the magic of the Seeing casting a halo of sunshine round him. Now that the Veil of Time used to be not just ripped but in addition quickly demolished via the sands, photos and visions crowded ahead one on best of one other throughout the conduit of Laernan’s expertise. “Erase him,” her father ordered flatly. It was once no uncomplicated order to kill the boy. A spirit may be contacted in the Void or perhaps introduced again from the Void, and her father sought after no list whatever of what the 4 of them had simply noticeable to remain … wherever. Laernan bowed his head, regarded over on the oracle, and projected a psychological command to forget … every little thing. whilst the inquisitor used to be yes that the boy’s brain used to be thoroughly emptied of every thing he’d ever heard, noticeable, or recognized, Laernan nodded at her father. “Bring Beltane and an amphere of the Black Flame,” Maximillian ordered dismissively. A gypsy lady got here in quickly wearing what seemed like a clay jar with a pointed backside, lined in historic symbols. A ghostly wisp of black flickered for possibly a hand’s width above the mouth of the jar. Endellian recoiled on the sight of the Void itself burning within the gypsy’s amphere. Laernan signaled towards the boy oracle and the lady nodded wordlessly, her eyes thoroughly without expression. The gypsy lady held the jar excessive over the boy’s head and tipped its contents out upon the kid. The flame poured down over the boy’s whole physique, hungrily eating the oracle’s spirit. The boy screamed and hugged himself as though the flame have been too chilly to endure. yet then, because the flame went to paintings at the flesh, the oracle clawed at his personal pores and skin within the soreness of his flesh burning and charring.

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