Novel Synopses
When the Great Father, Arhavel, first brought light to the world, a balance was struck.
The oceans to the children of Undalas. The lands to the children of Arhavel.
A realm for the fae in their underwater kingdoms.
A realm for the dragons in mountain roosts. And for the giants in their great forges.
So this balance was kept…for a time. Until the war that brought an end to an age.
That golden age is long buried, and the children of Undalas have come to rule.
The lands, the seas, and even the youngest, mortal children of Arhavel.
And it is with them that our story begins…
The Star Seer
Since Cailean was a child, his sleep had been plagued by dreams and nightmares both. Omens. Warnings of things to come. It is a gift that has served him well as a hunter, as a provider for his tribe. A gift from the Great Father, his own father would say. Given at Cailean’s birth when a drop of sunlight fell from the skies into his eye.
But is such a thing a gift when it foretells the destruction of his people? When those he would protect look upon him with suspicion for a power never seen before? With jealousy, over favour given that he never asked for?
When Cailean’s dreams of the Great Plains crumbling into the sea begin to come true, Cailean’s dreams may be the only hope of survival for the scattered human tribes. For their homeland is no longer safe. And there is no time to mourn.
Cailean’s visions guide him to warmer southern lands. Where an immortal king sits upon a marble throne, ruling with a gilded iron fist.
And to a rebellious half-fae slave that haunts Cailean’s dreams.
Wrath of the King
The valleys of the southern mountains, vast and warm and green, are a welcome sight to the tribes who have wandered for months with only Cailean’s sight to guide them. With the tribes and their chieftains turning their attentions to permanent settlement, Cailean is left to his own devices. To the dreams that yet haunt him.
For Cailean’s dreams are still not peaceful, even with the Great Plains hundreds of leagues behind them, danger lurks in every shadow. The face of the fae king, Fiachra, haunts his dreams as often as Kai’s.
When Cailean brings his concerns to the chieftains, some cast doubt upon Cailean’s new visions, believing it to be performative, now that their people are safe and their attentions focused on rebuilding. Though Aldric and Edran believe that Cailean is right to be cautious, even the loyal chieftains are reluctant to move their people again after so long a journey.
Their reluctance proves fatal when horns sound at the valley’s end, heralding the start of the fae reclamation of the newly claimed human lands. Yet it is not slaughter the fae are after, but slaves.
While High King Fiachra desires the young human bearing Arhavel’s gift for himself, his daughter, Princess Rhiannon, desires something else.
Heart of the Rebellion
Thousands have lived and died working the forges once tended by the giants. Two years chained in the Sunforge, with his prophetic powers sealed away, hasn’t yet broken Cailean’s spirit. Separated from his people and from Princess Rhiannon, Cailean and Kai fight a silent battle for survival in the scorching heat of the ancient forge.
A single act of cruelty by Lord Eldarion, Kai’s stepfather, stirs embers from the coals, lighting a flame of rebellion unseen to the fae until it is too late. Cailean’s imprisonment reminds Kai that he is not just the slave and smith that his father and the king insist he is.
He is a knight. A warrior. A rebel. A champion. Cailean’s champion.
And he intends to remind the world of that.