The Coral Kingdom (Forgotten Realms / Druidhome Trilogy)
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Traveling far beyond the shores of her island kingdom, a high princess battles the vicious undersea race that is holding her father prisoner, a battle that climaxes in the dark depths of the Sea of Moonshae. Original.
soft moaning. Robyn knelt beside her daughter, and Tristan brought a woolen blanket to cover her. Gently he lifted her in his arms, noting with surprise how much smaller she seemed now. “Sleep, child … brave daughter,” he said softly, cradling her head on his shoulder. Slowly her trembling lessened, though it did not cease altogether. Knaff guided the longship beside a tall tower, where they had seen Brigit and Hanrald. The knights expended their last breaths as the vessel approached, but they
goes beyond anything I’ve ever seen!” “I fear not,” replied Brigit. “From what I’ve seen of your powers, no elven sorcerer could hope to offer something beyond your ken.” “If we can’t send it away, we’ll have to kill it,” observed Brandon, who had been brooding in silence since the battle. His face focused into a grimace of determination as he spoke. It was obvious that his anger had focused into this clear and warlike purpose. “Yes,” agreed Brigit simply. But none of them had any idea how.
cadence of the sea beasts’ paddling came to them, a dull pulsing that moved through the sea, sounding a beat of approaching doom. “Stroke, you miserable lubbers!” shouted Brandon, but men could not increase their effort when it was already strained to the maximum. A martial chord suddenly rang through the air as Tavish again raised her harp, the need for stealth past. The playing of that enchanted weapon filled the weary sailors with strength, and once again the longship moved with a feeling
the slope and capsize the sturdy craft. Alicia’s heart pounded. Oddly, she felt fear only that they would end the mission before it had had a chance to begin. “Father …” she whispered, staring into the churning froth, terrified it would be the last thing she said to him. “By the goddess, give me breath!” shouted Robyn. Unnoticed, the queen had pushed herself up from her litter until she stood at the stern, leaning weakly against the transom. The Princess of Moonshae sank backward, and water
vicious fish did not return. Finally, convinced that they would remain content with their current spoils of battle, she rose once more to the surface, breaking into the sun and spouting steam from her nostrils. Drawing a deep lungful of air, she lifted her tail to the sky and dove. Like a sleek harpoon she plummeted into the depths, soon making out the incongruous shape of the proud longship coursing forward through its alien environment. The killer whale swam to the ship, and as she reached the