The Drowned Tomb (The Changeling Series book 2)
“Mr Drover was occupied with mending the broken dreamcatchers in the trees by the west gates. They had been torn to shreds by the heavy rains, and dreamcatchers, he explained, needle and thread in hand as he left the hall, were an essential ward against roaming revenants.
Henry was in school down in the village, and Robin, who didn’t have a lesson with his new tutor scheduled until the following day, leaned out of his bedroom window, watching the steam rise from the forests and up into the c...loudless blue of the sky above. Behind him, Karya sat at his writing desk, scribbling away, the surface of the desk covered in papers and scrolls. Three different linguistic textbooks lay open around her: large, leather-bound things, each looking more arcane and complex than the last.
“You don’t really think this Tritea, this Undine who had a Shard of the Arcania, was in love with my dad, do you?” he asked her, without turning around. He was leaning out on the sill, his chin cupped in his hands as he peered across the landscape.MoreLess
Henry was in school down in the village, and Robin, who didn’t have a lesson with his new tutor scheduled until the following day, leaned out of his bedroom window, watching the steam rise from the forests and up into the c...loudless blue of the sky above. Behind him, Karya sat at his writing desk, scribbling away, the surface of the desk covered in papers and scrolls. Three different linguistic textbooks lay open around her: large, leather-bound things, each looking more arcane and complex than the last.
“You don’t really think this Tritea, this Undine who had a Shard of the Arcania, was in love with my dad, do you?” he asked her, without turning around. He was leaning out on the sill, his chin cupped in his hands as he peered across the landscape.MoreLess
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