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An Excerpt from The Evergreen Heir

An Excerpt from The Evergreen Heir

Thank you for reading Bri’s story! The journey continues in The Evergreen Heir, The Five Crowns of Okrith Book Four. Read on for a sneak peek!

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The Evergreen Heir

Neelo’s fingers trembled as they traced down the spines of the old tomes. They took a steadying breath, and then another, letting the old book smell steady them.

They couldn’t marry him.

It had happened so fast: their mother inciting another brawl to win the title of Neelo’s betrothed, the instant, blundering chaos, and somehow Talhan Catullus getting pulled into the fray. The look on Talhan’s face flashed through Neelo’s mind again. When it was over, he’d just stared at them. Shocked, the cavalier smirk normally on his face wiped clean and something deeper, something that burned into Neelo, had filled Talhan’s gaze instead.

Why did it have to be him? Of all the people Neelo could have easily dismissed . . . why did it have to be the Golden Eagle himself? He was one of the few people in Neelo’s life who didn’t make them feel like a weed amongst roses, and now their mother had ruined that for them.

Queen Emberspear’s increasingly desperate bids to play matchmaker were growing weary already, but this time, she’d really messed up. Their mother had started pushing for Neelo’s coronation the moment they came of age, and it had been a constant battle to convince the Queen to remain on her throne. They refused to allow her to give up so easily. It wasn’t her time to go.