Chapters (75)
- Praise
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgements
- WEAVER OF DREAMS - Long, long ago . . .
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- THE PRINCE OF EBON RIH - This story takes place after the events in Heir to the Shadows
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- ZUULAMAN - A story from Saetan’s past
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- KAELEER’S HEART - This story takes place after the events in Queen of the Darkness
- 1
- TWO
- THREE
- 1
- 1
- SIX
- 1
- 1
- 1
- 1
- 1
- 1
- 1
- 1
- 1
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- Present
Perhaps it was the way of Dragon’s kind, or perhaps it was some last bit of magic that had changed Dragon’s flesh into porous rock covered with hard stone scales. Inside Dragon were several chambers where she could spin the first stage of a web, then listen, quiet and protected, while the strongest heart-dreams drifted over her, guiding her as she created her web.
The time would come when she and her offspring would make the long journey to the caves where the golden spiders would protect the webs of dreams that would become flesh. But not yet.
She squeezed through the opening that led to a small chamber and pulled the cocoon in with her.
Dragon’s body was hollow stone now, but the heart hadn’t rotted like the rest of the organs. It had changed to smooth stone. Whenever the spider came to this chamber and brushed a leg over that stone, the chamber filled with warmth, and she felt Dragon’s joy that the Weaver’s gift had not been lost.
The day would come when she no longer felt that warmth, and the stone would be no more than a stone. When that day came, she would leave. But even then, whatever bit of heart-memory might remain wouldn’t be alone.
Before leaving the chamber, she spun out some silk and attached the cocoon of Draca’s dream to Dragon’s stone heart.
THE PRINCE OF EBON RIH - This story takes place after the events in Heir to the Shadows
THE PRINCE OF EBON RIH
This story takes place after the events in Heir to the Shadows
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ONE
Lucivar Yaslana stood at the far end of the flagstone courtyard of his new home, enjoying the early morning sunlight that had begun warming the stones beneath his feet. The mountain air felt chilly against his bare skin, and the freshly made coffee he sipped from a plain white mug tasted rough enough to make him wince. Didn’t matter. The coffee might not have the smooth potency that Mrs. Beale produced for his father’s table, but it wasn’t any worse than what he made when he went hunting and spent a night out on the land. Couldn’t be any worse, since he’d made it the same way.
He looked over his shoulder at the open door that led into the warren of rooms that made up the eyrie. Some of the rooms had been carved out of the living mountain; others had been built from the extracted stone. The result would have been a nightmare for any race that needed predictable lines and angles in a structure, but for anyone born of the Eyrien race, it was perfect.
And this particular eyrie was now his.