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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 · Fantasie
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Chapter 33: Jabuticabron

The elevator was just starting to move when I leaned over the edge of the platform rim and grabbed it with my power.

Several demon guards, Rutorith among them, looked up at me with startled expressions. I was relieved to see Jabuticabron

in their midst, his weary face none the less eager to see me.

As the platform came to a halt, I shoved the guards aside with power and slipped a shielding of magic around my former

captain, pulling him toward me. Rutorith's hard-edged face darkened, but I shoved him back with more energy.

"There is no law," I said, "keeping me from talking to him, is there?"

Rutorith looked like he wanted to say otherwise, but when Elph came to a thundering halt beside me, slightly out of

breath and waving a piece of parchment, the fight seemed to run out of the old soldier-at least, on this issue.

"According to law," Elph panted, "Ruler may question any demon she wishes for as long as she wishes, as long as that