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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.

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Chapter 68: The Fall Of Demonicon

I sat in the chair provided for me, looking out over the vast expanse of water on the other side of the Seat. I wasn't

all that surprised to be brought here to the surface, to discover the Daeva had their secret hideout, not in a far-flung

location, but in the very Seat of Ostrogotho itself. My earlier wondering was confirmed when I stepped into this room and

saw the familiar waters of the Obomar Sea stretching out in the distance past the shielding glass.

Raethnn quickly told me, in our new light of full disclosure, their base of operations had always been here, on the far

side of the mountain, nestled deep underground, their surface level overlooking the now quiet waters of the bordering

ocean.

Raethnn wasn't a bit apologetic when she showed me the truth, though. In fact, she seemed almost smug about it, forcing

me to focus on keeping Ahbi from attacking her personally. Raethnn had been through a lot, too, so I let her have her