Fate is not finished with Brand ... and his future is beyond imagining.
The city of Red Cardoroth lives up to its name. Blood stains its mighty battlement. Countless bodies, the remains of the horde's spent attacks, lie without. Yet the dark host still lays siege, a seething mass of hate-filled enemies, and nothing but total slaughter will sate their lust for revenge.
The king can no longer just defend - or the relentless swords of the enemy will be victorious. He must seek a way to pluck victory from inevitable defeat.
And Brand, newly aware of his great destiny, must choose...
Fate is not finished with Brand ... and his future is beyond imagining.
The city of Red Cardoroth lives up to its name. Blood stains its mighty ...
The Egyptian city of Alexandria once boasted the world's greatest library, home to scholars dedicated solely to the pursuit of knowledge. But on the eve of World War II, the obsessed characters in this mesmerizing novel find that their pursuits lead only to bedrooms in which each seeks to know--and possess--the other.
The Egyptian city of Alexandria once boasted the world's greatest library, home to scholars dedicated solely to the pursuit of knowledge. But on the e...
My name is Gilcarist. One day, they'll make me king of Cardoroth. I'm young, and I don't know what I want in life, but it isn't that. I'd rather learn magic, and free the talent within me. I could use it to make the world a better place. But no one listens. So, this I swear. Before death sweeps me into oblivion, the world shall hear my voice.
The warrior who was
My name is Brand. I sit as regent on Gilcarist's throne. I teach him how to rule, but more than that - I show him how to protect himself, for he has enemies who have hated him since...
The king to be
My name is Gilcarist. One day, they'll make me king of Cardoroth. I'm young, and I don't know what I want in life, but...
Brand is the youngest bodyguard to ever protect the king, but he may never grow any older. A horde of mankind's ancient enemies lays siege to Cardoroth city. During the day, the clang of blades, the mad shrieks of the foe and the hiss of swift-flighted arrows cuts the air. At night, the sorcerous chanting begins.
Brand ignores it all. His one duty is to guard the king. But the realm teeters on the brink of destruction and the king knows that his bodyguard, touched by fate in ways that neither of them understand, is the only man...
Against the many, the king sends one.
Brand is the youngest bodyguard to ever protect the king, but he may never grow any older. A ho...
