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First Plane Trilogy

I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. Sibling Rivalry I loved my sister with all my heart, but there were times like these when I hated her, too. I tried very hard not to allow the reality of being Syd’s little sister weigh on me, but it was so difficult when my entire life was about scrutiny, either from those who couldn’t wait for me to screw up, or from my family who watched with barely-concealed concern. Everyone waited for me to crack under the pressure. The next person who compared anything I accomplished to what Syd would have done was going to perish in flame and agony. Meira might sit on First Seat, but her initial four years as Ruler haven’t been as easy as she thought they’d be. Thanks to her father’s new policies, Meira’s power has been diverted away from Ruler and into the hands of her Second Seat and grandfather, Henemordonin, as well as the greedy and grasping court of Demonicon. Struggling to regain control while being constantly bullied and tormented, Meira faces a fresh concern—a cult of mysterious demons has risen in the outer planes, preaching love and peace, finding followers where no religion has ever succeeded before.

Patti Larsen · Fantasy
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Chapter 38: Coming Apart

Syd paced my quarters, coming to a halt as Mabel and I swept our way in.

"What the hell is going on?" She nodded to the drach who nodded back. "Where did you go?"

"The veil," I said. "We found Nunaresh."

Pagomaris sagged with a soft cry. "Thank the Node," she said.

"It is no longer part of Demonicon," Mabel said.

I was prepared for the gasps of shock from my gathered friends and forged on. "No matter how much of an arrogant ass our

grandfather is," I said to Syd whose scowl told me she'd lost their argument, "we need to tell him what's going on."

"What we need," Sass said from his perch in Sequoia's lap, "is for you to retake control and find you a new Second Seat."

"What makes you think Henemordonin will listen?" Syd's anger only grew, a visible glow in her eyes as she started pacing

again. "For all we know, he's involved."

"But how?" I'd already considered the fact he might be somehow in bed with the Planeless leader, Xeoniteridone, but had