Chapter 23
Tia
Tierney absently handed off her horse to the stable boy, her mind still on the battlefield. She’d experienced battle more times than she could count. Even now, years after the war for Myrkur ended, Tierney would wake up in a cold sweat, haunted by dreams of those days. When she was so wrapped up in her magic, she couldn’t focus on her surroundings. But she’d been aware of the war raging around her, trusting in those who fought with her to protect her from harm while she did what no one else could do.
She was ten years old then. And maybe her grandmother Enis, preoccupied as she was with protecting the sacred book of magic, had made sure Tierney never saw the real atrocities of war.
Her thoughts strayed to the battle in Radur City when King Egan claimed the palace for him
