Hey, everybody! We’re on week 9 of Work-In-Progress Wednesday, and today’s excerpt is from Bane of Ashkarith! The book is launching on the 31st of July but is available for preorder on the 14th on Amazon and Kobo!
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Night had fallen. The workers outside were finishing up, and the
candles were guttering on the table near his work. Kaidan straightened and
twisted to pop his back. He’d finally
pieced together all the clues to determine the location where Banach had hidden
the scrolls the journal spoke of. He
jotted it down, his heart thumping against his ribcage, and then sat back, staring
at it in disbelief. How could it be located there? Did this place even exist
anymore?
The voice of his wife and the workers’ headman drew closer, and he listened to
her talking to the man. “Respect is important to everyone in this situation, I
know. So, since we’ve proven what we came to prove, we’ll be finishing up with
the dig tomorrow.”
“Much
appreciated, ma’am. I’ll inform the workers.”
“See that
they’re careful when they rebury the remains, please.” His wife pulled aside
the flap and ducked inside the tent as she spoke.
“Understood,
ma’am. They’ll be told to take care.” The headman glanced inside the tent. “Evening,
Master Kaidan.”
Kaidan smiled at the man. “Good
evening, Leotwo.”
The man’s gaze
wandered around the inside of the tent. Then he returned Kaidan’s smile and
ducked his head. “Well, I’ll take my leave for the evening, then.”
The two of them bid him farewell, but Kaidan’s attention was only partially on the
headman and the current situation. His wife sat down on the mat beside him,
tracing her fingers down his spine. “What’s that?” She pointed at the paper he
was holding loosely in his fingers.
“The
location.” He crumpled the paper in his fist.
“And?”
“You’re right…
It is a suicide mission.” His stomach dropped, and he wondered what they were
thinking. They couldn’t do this, could they?
“But where do
we have to go?” She began massaging the knots out of his
shoulders.
He closed his eyes, groaning when she hit a sensitive spot
between his shoulder blades. “Ashkarith.
We have to go to Ashkarith.”
“Ashkarith?”
His wife’s hands stilled against his back. “No one even knows for sure if the
city still exists, though.”
Kaidan sucked in a deep breath. “I
know…”
“The jungle
supposedly reclaimed it, Kaidan. How are we going to find that?”
Kaidan shrugged. He didn’t know that
either. Only that it would be one Rith-cursed nightmare to do it. “No one will
trek in there, and the captains of those new-fangled flying ships refuse to fly
over the spot. They say it’s cursed.”
“That doesn’t
answer how we’ll find it. That just means we’re going alone.” She resumed
kneading knots from his stiff muscles.
“I know. We’re
going to go to the city of Arabhin. It’s the closest to the former city’s
location, and if anyone knows whether or not the city survived the jungle and
where to find it, it’ll be the natives.” He slumped over the table to give his
wife better access to his back and the sore muscles.
“But that’s
still deep in the jungle. No one will fly us there.”
“True, but we
might be able to find someone to lead us there.” Kaidan sighed as his wife’s
nimble fingers removed the aches and tension in his back.
“Kaidan, you
know what’s said about the Faelkishians.” Zerua wrapped her arms around his
waist and rested her head on his back.
Kaidan snickered. “Come bearing
gifts unless you want to be eaten alive?”
She smacked his side lightly. “You
know that’s not what they say.”
Kaidan sat up and drew her into his arms, stretching out on the
mat with her beside him. Perhaps it was the wrong time to joke around about the
dangers of the trip. He sighed. “I know, I
know. They’re unpredictable and vicious.”
“That doesn’t
concern you?” She traced his cheekbones with her fingertips.
“We’ll find a
way, Zer. There’s no other choice.”
“We’re going
to get ourselves killed.” She bit her lip.
Kaidan leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to the tip of her nose.
“What better way to die than in pursuit of
truth?”
She rolled her eyes, but his words drew a smile from her. “Perhaps of old age in your sleep?”
Kaidan brushed his lips over hers with a smile. “Boring.”
Her lips flirted with his own, and her breathy laughter greeted
his comment. “I thought the same.”
“So, it’s
settled? We’re going to go after this?” His heartbeat thundered in his ears,
and his breathing became ragged.
She nodded, her smile fading. “I
don’t see another option. Now that we’ve dug up this, we’ve got to find out if
it’s true. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to believe that wrong is
right and truth is untruth for the rest of my life.”
His gaze dropped to the small space between them. “Neither do I.”
“Then we’ll
set out for Ashkarith as soon as we finish up here.” She tangled her fingers in
his hair. “But for now, let’s take an opportunity to rest. I have a feeling we
won’t be doing much of that in the near future.”
Kaidan gathered her closer to him. She’s right. Whatever we find in that jungle is going to turn our world upside down, and I don’t think either of us will have a chance to rest easy once we find out the truth. He closed his eyes with a sigh. The journal’s already disturbing enough. His mind drifted as the lack of sleep for the last few months caught up with him. Ashkarith. City of the dead. What would they find there? His breathing slowed, and after a few more minutes, he was out.
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