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Lazette Gifford

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- The Last Days of Faneh-Thenyal

The Last Days of Faneh-Thenyal (Book Excerpt)
         by Lazette Gifford
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"The worst, for me at least-Bryten rides with the barbarian prince and is showing them the way through Faneh-Thenyal, using the portals and holding them against us. I sealed the last two as I came here, but it's already too late. Bryten is helping him win. We should have killed him, Cory. I should have-"

Bryten, half-brother to the Emperor, full brother to the Prince. He'd been no more than sixteen when he tried to kill Cory, who had exiled him rather than behead him. Compassion. He hadn't wanted to be like his father and grandfather. He wanted an empire run by laws and not by fear-

"Cory?" Janel said, his hand daring to touch the top of Corydon's head.

"My mistake, not yours," Cory said. "In the end, it was always my choice. Stand still. I almost have this one."

He had bent back to the work of removing the last grieve, his hands shaking so much that the buckles slipped from his fingers twice before he got control. He pulled gently. There was blood here as well, and some of it fresh.

The door opened-opened without a knock, without a warning. It flew back and hit the wall with enough force that the walls shook. Corydon looked up in shocked anger, and then dismay as he faced the High Priest of Ziv. The man's blue cloak was thrown wide, his wild white hair standing out on end as though some unfelt wind held it aloft. Euzca's storm gray eyes widened as he looked from the standing prince to the kneeling emperor. His face went from white to red as he turned and to the door and the faces of equally startled pages.

As the Priest turned away, Janel grabbed Cory and yanked him up to his feet. Cory shoved the grieve into his brother's hand. At any other time, it would have been amusing. The door slammed with more force than it had needed. Something crashed in the other room. Something ancient and irreplaceable, no doubt. Everything was.
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