webnovel

Dreamwalker's Bride

“You are the least objectionable groom of all the ones I’ve seen,” Anaisa replied seriously. “Thank you for the glowing compliment,” Trace grinned, “but that didn’t quite answer my question.” ___ Anaisa is an orphan and a pariah. In an ultimate act of betrayal, her father, a Count of the Realm, is accused of deserting and betraying the army in a time of war. Not only is he immediately executed for the offense, but the king declares he must have been a fake all along! His two daughters are stripped of their titles and inheritance, replaced by a distant cousin and cast out of their home with nothing. Anaisa swears someday she will get her title and lands back, but in the mean time, she and her sister Katia have to figure out how to survive. Trace is an anomaly among his people; instead of revealing their son as a magic user and thrusting him into the public eye, his parents kept it a secret to allow him to choose the kind of life he wanted. Trace found himself content to rest and play in his own dream world instead of invading the nighttime visions of others. As an adult, his choice to remain unknown is thrown into jeopardy when a mysterious blackmailer forces Trace to enlist in the territorial war between nations, threatening to reveal his secret if the demand is not met. With the war now over, Trace believes he can finally go home to his farm and live the simple, unremarkable life he’s always desired. When Anaisa and Trace are thrown together by a royal edict, the sisters find themselves unwittingly tangled in the web of mystery and intrigue that surrounds the blackmailer’s escalating assignments for Trace. Anaisa begins to suspect it may be connected to the plot to replace her family in the noble court. As the scheme continues to unfold, lives, loves, marriages, and magic will be put to the test to see what forces in the world are strongest.

TheOtherNoble · Fantaisie
Pas assez d’évaluations
418 Chs

Crossing

Since Mia could clearly see where they were headed, she searched for the monster with her magic. It had been drawn to the far edge of the pool when the horses had entered, but now… something was drawing it around. The pull was changing direction, moving around behind them, and quickly. 

Ford was struggling, and though she couldn't figure out exactly what was going on as his hand twisted against hers, she figured it must have to do with his horse.

Terrified, she yanked on his arm. They had to move, and now. If the horse was a liability, then they had to do what Grandpa said and release the creature.

At least Harper was behaving!

Ford reacted to her movement by trying to pull away from her, but she gripped his hand all the more tightly. Part of her motivation was fear of trying to make her way across alone, and part of it was terror that he would try and pull something heroic by holding off the monster by himself!