Dawn Of The Blood Sovereign
The shadow king would rule despite his solar lineage. Raised among the wolves at the High Kingdom's royal court, the son of a deposed god and exiled goddess was Kaelen, a perfect, divinely perfect archer, a god of hunters, a holy and perfect weapon of war. He masked his monstrous, divine talents from his mortal, warring brothers to avoid their hatred; however, a god could not forever be hidden away.
Abandoned with nothing but a bow and bloodline to the fragmented wilderness of the Outer Marches, Kaelen was destined to be more than just a conqueror; he was to become a king of them. With Vanya, a calculating and brilliant queen-merchant of steel and greed, Kaelen forged an iron alliance and began building a kingdom of outcasts from the discarded, broken remnants of society. Aethelgard would become his new, divine High Kingdom, but when the forces that yearned to annihilate him rose to attack, Kaelen would face his destiny: was he truly a God of War? When all is said and done, Kaelen lost himself in his struggle for his throne and found out the seat of power was a chilling, lonely thing to sit in.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 10: THE COLD ARCHIPELAGOPrince Malakor's screaming did not last but it had had the wet, structural crash of a collapsing kingdom slicing through the Red Basin. Kaelen didn't turn around as he marched with the slow deliberate stride toward falling ash his charred forearms smoking in the damp air, walking to the edge of the glassed crater where his boots sunk into cool black sand. Yuri sat in the middle of the ruins with soot smeared across his face, his little hands trembling, but when Kaelen approached the boy did not cower, looking into the fading molten gold of his father’s pools from eyes to Kaelen’s own burned bark-arm to his ruined black forearms. Without a word Kaelen reached out. It lacked his usual divine heat as he took hold of his son rough worn and thoroughly human; he hefted the child with his good shoulder tucking him against his chest while his own little hands wrapped around the remains of the dark sovereign robes’ torn silk. “Oi,” Kaelen rasped from somewhere in the ruins. Oi stumbled
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Chapter: CHAPTER 9: THE CROWNS OF ASH AND IRON The black arrow was not like Kaelen’s other, earth-shattering divine strikes from the past. The god could not afford to spend from a full reservoir of celestial energy. This time the arrow hissed through the air, vibrating from the rough, jagged friction of a god running solely on pure spite.Thwack.The arrow punched through the front rank of the imperial shields. No golden shockwave exploded from the collision, only the raw kinetic force of the Sun-Cleaver obliterating three overlapping iron bulwarks and sending the heavily armored spearmen somersaulting into the mud, their bones shattering beneath the impact.“Kill him!” Malakor roared, his white stallion whinnying in sudden terror and rearing backward. “He’s weakened! Cut off his head!”The gold-and-black wall of the Emperor’s Guard charged. One hundred of the Emperor’s finest cavalry pushed forward, lances lowered straight at Kaelen’s chest, hooves churning the wet ground to a scarlet mud.Kaelen did not flee. He dropped from hi
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Chapter: CHAPTER 8: THE PRICE OF COIN The silence between Kaelen and Vanya was far more dangerous than the quake that had just torn the mountain apart.Outside, thirty thousand black and gold shields of the Emperor’s Guard marched in terrifying, synchronized rhythm, the throb of their war drums a relentless death march. Inside, the air was frigidly devoid. Kaelen remained still, his knuckles white against the frame of the Sun-Cleaver, his molten-gold eyes boring into the merchant queen.“I built this fortress with you,” Vanya said, her voice level though not a single movement betrayed the tension in her posture, her hand inches from her silver dagger. “Every stone, every pound of iron, every grain of wheat. If I intended to turn you over to Malakor, why would I have waited until a demon was bursting through the floorboards?”“Your clans did,” Kaelen said, his voice eerily emotionless. “They took Yuri.”“The merchant lords of the Outer Marches answer only to profit and survival, Kaelen, not to bloodlines,” Vanya replied,
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Chapter: CHAPTER 7: THE ARCHITECTURE OF WAR The golden arrow struck the Warden's obsidian blade like a siege wall collapsing.A blinding explosion of kinetic energy and white hot sparks blasted the center of the chamber. Vanya was hurled back into the granite steps of the dais, raising her arms before her eyes as jagged shrapnel of volcanic glass rained down on her.A deafening roar like grinding iron ripped through the hall. Kaelen's projectile, the Sun-Cleaver, pushed the seven-foot tall behemoth back, its gigantic armored boots carving huge furrows in the polished floor. The sharp-edged, glass blade on its right arm was destroyed, broken into smoking black sand.Yet it couldn't bleed. Instead, raw molten magma bled from where the blade had been and immediately began solidifying into a new jagged edge.Kaelen didn't allow it to rest.Before the smoke could clear, Kaelen crossed the shifting floor in three blurry steps. He wasn't aiming to reload or fire another arrow. Instead he gripped his heavy dragon-bone bow in both hand
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6: THE RIFT OF THE ANCIENTS The bellowing roar from the chasm sounded nothing like an animal. It was more like the earth himself was coughing, the grinding of tectonic plates mixed with molten iron.The crack split the throne room clean down the middle. The three-foot-wide jagged fissure ran straight through the base of the black granite throne, tearing into the silver-inlaid floorboards and swallowing the great oak map table whole. A plume of thick, sulfurous heat erupted from the deep and a rhythmic pulsing vibrated all the way into Kaelen’s very bones.“Get her out of here!” Kaelen roared over the deafening boom, his voice already infused with divine power.Oi didn’t hesitate. He lunged across the vibrating floor and grabbed both Ye So-ya and the child, Yuri, shielding them with his own body as the great oak table behind them began to tilt. A piece of ceiling tile the size of his own torso broke free and smashed down exactly where they had stood seconds before. Along with half a dozen Jade Falcon guards, Oi
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5: THE CRIMSON SEALS Aethelgard's throne room was a monument to the cold greed that fueled it. Forged from polished black granite, silver, and tall panes of reinforced glass, the room surveyed the burning panorama of the fractured valley below.Kaelen occupied the high seat, the bony hilt of Sun-Cleaver resting across his knees. He was no longer the waifish vagrant that had fled into the dark; dressed in black and silver Sovereign's robes, his dark hair bound by an iron crown, his normal, dark brown eyes now permanently lined with a simmering gold rim, his soul a storm of fury and divine rage. He, himself, ruled.Below him, the war room buzzed like a hornet's nest of panic."Malakor's main army has punched through the outer valley ring," Oi bellowed, smashing a mailed fist onto the solid oak map table. "Fifty thousand men, and they're not bothering with minor keeps. They're heading directly for the High Fortress.""Let them come," Kaelen murmured, and the room hushed at the deep, vibrating timbre of his
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