The promised teaser. Usual disclaimers apply(this isnt the final edit, etc). :) I dont have an exact release date yet. * * * Chey stepped into the main foyer just as a commotion broke out down one of the hallways. She twisted to see what the fuss was about, taking note of the sudden tension that swept through the castle security and the stalking stride of the oncoming men. The red-faced man in the lead, flanked by guards, looked furious. She guessed, by the cut of his clothing and the cloak—that was an odd garment in this day and age—that he must be Konstantine. Sander appeared not far behind, his own face a mask of controlled rage. Several advisors talked over each other to the point Chey could not detect what the problem was. Clearly, the meeting had not gone well at all. The group entered the foyer, more of Sanders advisors and guards coming from other hallways, drawn by the upheaval. “Escort King Konstantine to his helicopter and see that every man of his goes with him. He will not be staying, nor returning.” Sanders command came in a terse, clipped voice that brooked no argument. Chey darted a look at her husbands face, wondering what had gotten under his skin. There were few things that could wrest this kind of emotion from him. Konstantine marched toward the doors, which two guards opened. The king paused at the threshold, backlit by the diffused pall of another overcast day. “You have made a grave mistake. Before this week is through, you will be groveling to take me up on my offer. Mark my words.” * * *
Posted on: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 03:35:18 +0000
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