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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 · Fantasi
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Spelunking

Anaisa watched as everyone bedded down for the night. The cave boasted a lot of smaller rooms and alcoves, but most everyone wanted to stay near to the others after suffering isolation in the darkness.

Some central lamps burned, keeping the atmosphere from becoming too eerie.

The most worrisome aspect was Martin. He seemed drained, and unable to open the cave entrance just yet. He assured everyone breathlessly that he would be able to by the time morning came.

Anaisa hoped that was true.

She also hoped that the other guards didn't try to murder them in their sleep. Anaisa whispered her concern to Trace, who squeezed her hand.

"It'll be all right," He promised. "Somehow, we'll make it through."

Things did seem much less complicated, trapped in a cave, than in the palace where all manner of drama and lies and intrigue reigned. The goal for now was simply to survive the night, if it was night, and have Martin let them out.