Even in defeat, the nation of Hitithe lives on. Even in darkness, its light shines brightly. Can you doubt the will of the Greater Goddess even as her children fight on? They await the day when The Storm will come to cleanse the world.
Chronicles of Marthi
The fire's warmth may have forced snow fallen earlier in the day to melt, but it could not thaw away the humiliation attached to failure. As Anthony stood in the glowing and flickering firelight, the stinging wounds from Sub-general Nightwing's claw were no less upon his mind. To hide his shame, he wore a thick patch of hide bound in place by a leather strap about his head.
A voice shot at him from across the flames."I can't believe you disobeyed my orders!" A tall man, nearly twicehis age, strode back and forth. Every step was meant to alleviate hisanxious energy. "For three years we've been working on getting our people in The Palace. Marcus and Erick were there for a reason! We wanted to strike a decisive blow against Lord Hedric by assassinating as many of his military leaders as possible! And you just endangered the lives of far too many people for my taste! What do you have to say for yourself?"
Fixated on the fire, Anthony allowed the course tone to draw his vision up and onto the leader of the Hitithe Rebellion. "Your tactics are far too passive to win this war," he accused.
"That is your opinion!"
"No, Rwan. It is the opinion of a lot of people who carry onward in the name of Earoni. It was my support that helped you win your current position. Don't forget that."
"You don't know what's at stake here!"
"I know that we can't let Lord Hedric trample us like ants anymore," Anthony counter his assertion. He most certainly did understand what was on the line. "Sooner or later, if we don't start becoming more active and taking the fight to The Empire, we're all going to die off. Sub-general Nightwing is our biggest threat. She's made it her mission to eliminate all members of the Hitithe Rebellion."
"You have a personal vendetta against this Sub-general Nightwing!" Rwan retaliated. Then his tone soothed a little, although it still contained a bite. "Which is understandable considering that she killed your father, mother, and brother. But that doesn't give you the right to flagrantly disobey my orders! You are either with us or you're out the door. Insubordination will not be tolerated." His words echoed and then fell into silence.
YOU ARE READING
Daughters of Fate Book 1 | An Original Fantasy AdventureFantasy
One soul. Two lives. One destiny. Torn apart by the gods, twin sisters Sheala and Cassandra are each anointed by the Fates to end the war raging upon Geiha. The sisters, one of the light and one of the dark, find themselves on the opposite sides of...