RUSTIN PETRAE   AUTHOR | GRAPHIC DESIGNER

Chapter Seven - “Why would Micah do this?” Edrick asked, both hands gripping the wooden arms of his throne hard enough to make them creak in protest. “Not only does he have a secret child, but apparently that child has been in the care of a former Prime Guardian and his Second, both of whom were supposedly killed over a decade ago. None of this makes any sense.” “I don’t know but the question remains, who is the boy’s mother?” Winston asked. “It can’t be Xerya,” Harlan said.

Chapter Six - Parthos ran all over the palace, sweating through his three-piece piece suit. He could feel it the worst along his lower back and drenching both of his armpits. He swiped a hand across his forehead, appalled when he saw how much it dampened his sleeve. He pushed aside his disgust at all the sweat and focused instead on making it back to the Grand Chamber. The halls were mostly empty and a lot of the staff had been told to go home for the day. No one was sure why

Chapter Four - The sounds of heavy foot traffic echoed through the halls of the Elysium Palace, home to the High Royals of Avalon and their staff. On any given day, the sound of footsteps wouldn’t be out of the ordinary, but this was not an ordinary day and the rushing footsteps had a frantic, panicky air about them. To a casual observer, they would probably guess something might be extremely wrong. And they would be correct. Something was wrong. Palace aides from the highest

Enjoy another free chapter to my newest novel, Avalon: The Fallen King! Please help spread the word by sharing, liking, and commenting. It would be enormously helpful to me. Thank you. ***** Chapter Two - Twelve minutes into the match and Theo still had his first sprite but it was on its last leg. Therresa lost her basilisk, as well as her next one, an elephant. She was currently on a rhinoceros. It rampaged across the arena, glistening with a bright, chrome sheen. His finger