Swords with Souls: A Gathering of Mourners B55

Medieval Fantasy Fiction

BARD: Bearer of the Gemstone

(Author of the Plagueborn series)

A Viral Imperium Book one of the Plagueborn series

A Gathering of Mourners

Sir Oliver watches Celima check over her granddaughter Lara’s saddlebags while the young woman sits atop her horse impatiently. He’s not going on this journey to study her though but the giant Jedreck. The giant is just too tall for him to get a look in his mouth to see whether he has double teeth or not. While he’s staring, Endellion rides up beside him. She’s hooded with a bow over her back, and a sheathed bronze sword hanging from her waist. The original signature stitching on the sheath has been noticeably unstitched.

“Where did you get the sword from?” he asks. He doesn’t hide the suspicion in his voice. The bow looks bought or self-made. Swords are precious commodities and there’s only a few sword makers and they always leave their mark.

“From someone who doesn’t need it anymore.” She gives him a flash of her teeth.

He grounds his. When he gets back to the castle, he’ll have to see if any soldiers have become suspiciously deceased. “Make sure there isn’t identifying markings,” he warns her.

“She has a nice posture don’t you think,” Endellion says, nodding at Lara who is now trotting towards the circus wagon.

“I’m more interested in the giant right now and how many teeth he has,” he grumbles, lightly squeezing his knees. Alberta speeds up to follow the wagon. He’s already looked to see how many fingers the giant has. Four fingers and a thumb on each hand an no stubs to suggests the sixth were amputated.

“Did you know that with her grandfather gone, the land goes to the youngest male. Her sister Gwen’s son is but a toddler. I hear Lara will have to find a husband soon or all this land will go to the king.”

“I have my own land to worry about,” he replies curtly. The mention of land reminds him, he’ll have to sit down with his father and brothers, and go over how much of the crops they’ll need to separate into tithes for the king. He gently squeezes his knees against Alberta again.

Alberta does a steady trot until they reach Stian and Celima’s eldest granddaughter.

Kate Broderick (artist)

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I was a poet first, but became a fantasy fiction writer in high school after reading The Hobbit, The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe, and The Sword of Shannara. After completing my dual major in Anthropology and History at WLU and reading The Forever War, I Robot, and numerous Star Wars books, I also started writing science fiction.

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