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Empire of Man - Book 1: The First Empress

Lyla's life is planned. In a few months, she'll be leaving her stifling small village and the vicious rumors that have marked her as unsuitable to be anyone's wife, for the endless opportunities of the large port city of Balast. There she will finish her training as a magical healer, join an adventuring team, and see the world beyond the mountainous valleys of the High Passes that she's lived in her whole life. Then a tragedy strikes. Lyla doesn't know the secret that the soldier who saved her life is keeping from her. Worse yet, she doesn't know that he accidentally bound himself to her when he saved her life and that without her he will slowly lose his mind. What she does know is that her parents, the village elders, and even her best friend, are falling all over themselves to marry her off to this nearly perfect stranger with far too many muscles for her to take him seriously. Can she escape this unexpected marriage that is messing up her plans for greatness? Will she even want to? Or will this be exactly the kind of adventure she was hoping for all along? Do you love reading about the Mages of the Empire of Man? Try my book "Lines of Inheritance" The first of a series about the conflict between the Empire of Man, The Matriarchy, And The Priestess Isles. Or check out my web series "Inheritance" and read about the political intrigue within The Matriarchy and the uneasy truce they have with the Orc Horde.

K R Dalley · Eastern
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Chapter 28 - From Bad to Just as Bad

When Lan emerged from his tent, he made one detour before meeting with Wroth. It was a necessary one to prevent his bladder from exploding and he knew that Wroth was already irritated so he might as well delay a couple of minutes. Lan debated trying to squeeze a quick shave in and was rubbing his stubble as he quickly approached the Captain Wroth’s tent.

Wroth rolled his eyes at the gesture. He thought that shaving was necessary for hygiene, but obnoxious because it took up time better spent doing other things. He didn’t understand the obsession some men had with keeping themselves clean-shaven. Making the effort to do it every day seemed like a waste of time. And a possible sign of vanity.

But that was just his opinion.

Titles were a little funny with Wroth. His rank was Captain. But the position he held was as the commander of this excursion. He was not a Commander by rank in the Imperial Army.