RUSTIN PETRAE   AUTHOR | GRAPHIC DESIGNER

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