What is Dragonchild Lore? Well, it is the story that spans several generations of women trying to avenge the devastation reaped by the raider Zabond.
Book 1 of the Lore is Blood of the Sire and released June of 2013.
When Zabond’s raiders come to the shores of Kalahtaya, Kitra, the village outcast, is sent to find allies by the village’s Elemental Guardians. Forced to travel with the man she accuses of stealing her daughter and a granddaughter she has never known, Kitra soon uncovers the villages long forgotten past, as well as, learns how misguided her own memories have become.
The first book of lore reveals the birth of the Dragonchild and her tie to the Guardians of Kalahtaya.
Kitra shook her head. “No, once that gate closes this place will not stand long. You have the chance to better prepare those who haven’t seen what Zabond can do. What’s more, those people include your own father and sisters.”
Rose let out a frustrated cry, “We’re fighting my own sister!”
“Tori made that choice,” Cowin said softly, putting an arm around her waist.
Rose tried to step away from him, but he refused to let her and she stopped resisting. She leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder. She looked up at him and stated, “She was enticed by the power Zabond can offer her. If I could get her away from him-”
“What would you do little sister?” Tori asked, coming around the corner. “Little prophetess that you are, how did you not see this coming? If you had would you have left me in Kalahtaya? Alone?” Her voice rose in anger with each question.
“Tor-Tori, you wouldn’t have come,” Rose replied.
The older sister smirked. “I would have thought you a fool. Rushing out to the woods to find dearest Papa.” Her smirk twisted to a scowl. “Papa, who abandoned us to find his dearest daughter, left us to fend for ourselves!”
“Papa was going to come back,” Rose replied. She stepped away from Cowin even as the he tried to keep himself between the two women.
“If he had, this all could have been avoided, you know,” Tori answered, tapping her fingers against the doorframe. “All Zabond wanted was new weaponry. Do you know what is needed to forge new weaponry?”
Rose did not answer.
“A smith, Rose, a smith is needed at the forge. The blood of the fallen is on Papa’s hands!” Tori screamed, pushing herself away from the doorframe.
“No!” Rose screamed back.
“Yes! Would you rather I place the blame on Marlea? If she hadn’t run away he never would have left.” replied Tori, her eyes narrowing.
“That’s not what happened!” the younger sister shook her head.
“Yes it is Rose, for once see past your visions and look at the truth of the matter,” Tori started and dug the spikes that tipped the fingers of her gloves into the soft wood of the door frame before dragging her hand down, leaving cuts behind. “Don’t look at me like that! Of course I knew you were ‘special’. The way Mama took action whenever you said something ridiculous, but you were always right. Weren’t you little sister?”
Rose clenched her hands. “Regardless of what you think, Marlea’s not to blame,” Rose countered.
“Then who?” Tori asked, stepping farther into the room.
Kitra stepped forward and cleared her throat, diverting Tori’s attention to her. “I am.”
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