The black X of the Aramach Rebels marks the spot Princess Charlotte’s life was destroyed.
Her fiance taken and her kingdom on the brink of war because of it, Charlie refuses to be the damsel in distress and takes matters into her own hands. She can only trust a handful of people as hints of a conspiracy are uncovered.
Leaving her castle and everything she’s ever known behind, Charlie ventures into a place she only thought she knew — her own kingdom. In the face of traitors and thieves and ruthless rebels, Charlie won’t be stopped on her mission to set things right and find her prince.
The only question is: Will she find him before it’s too late?
Honestly, who makes their way in life by taking other people’s belongings?” I grumbled, kicking at a pile of snow. “And who does that wench think she is? Kill me and…” I trailed off.
It was freezing. If we wanted to head back to the village, the trek that had taken us an hour on horseback would take countless more walking. Precious hours that brought us further from any hope of finding Oli or the children. That was if we could even find the path, the way the snow was falling. As such, tempers were short. At least, mine was.
“Perhaps if you hadn’t frightened away my horse and refused to secure me another, we wouldn’t be in this predicament.”
“Yes,” Logan’s tone was dry. “I’m sure the large band o’ thieves that brazenly attacked us on a main road would’ve been markedly warier had there been a second horse.”
I refused to admit the logic of his reasoning.
“What are we supposed to do now?” I pointed around us to the steadily worsening blizzard. I wrapped myself tighter in the heavy wool cloak, pulling my hood lower to ward off the falling snow.
“We walk, Highness. You know, that thing where you use yer feet? Commoners do it all the time.” Logan’s sarcasm snapped the last thread of my temper.
“I’m quite certain you’ve seen me walk.” Then, I registered his renewed use of my title. “Oh, and as long as we’re reverting to titles, perhaps I’ll start referring to you as Captain Arsehat?” My voice was rising, but I didn’t care. “How very familiar, your treating me like a friend one moment and like a distant monarch the next.”
It was getting difficult to see with the white cascading around us.
“You’re going to draw unwanted attention.” He stiffened and gritted the words through his teeth.
“Indeed, Logan. Perhaps someone will come along and force me to kill them or set fire to a village or steal everything we need to find my fiancé and the kidnapped children! Perhaps they’ll throw our two kingdoms into the brink of war!” I threw my hands up. “Honestly, do you think we have a single thing left to lose at this point? Because I’m not too terribly concerned about it myself!”
For a moment, the only sound in the white silence was my heartbeat thundering furiously in my ears. Then, Logan’s even footsteps crunched away from me. I hurried after him.
“Where are you going?” Surely even Logan wouldn’t leave me alone in a blizzard. Still, my heart beat faster.
“To find us shelter, so we don’t freeze to death.” His tone was resigned. “But worry not, Highness. Ye may continue to yell at me while we walk.”
The name Robin D. Mahle represents a dynamic husband and wife storytelling team. They’ve travelled the world for both love and war, and a tale began to form between the two of them that just had to be told. One’s love of anime and comics collided with the other’s love of fiction novels to produce a story with action, captivating dialogue, and riveting prose.
The female piece to the puzzle that is Robin spends her days as a captioner for the deaf and hard of hearing. She loves to read, write, and loves all things Doctor Who. A Marine Corps veteran, her husband homeschools their offspring, lovingly nicknamed Thing 1 and Thing 2. He loves to write and spend time in his garden.They also have two fur babies: a standard full-sized poodle and a persian cat. Their family lives in Colorado after a lifetime of being way too hot in Texas.
Elle Madison has a lifelong love affair with escaping into the world of books. Trying her hand at creating a world for others to dive into has been a dream come true. Elle spends her days wrestling and snuggling her two little boys and being a giant nerd with her husband. You can frequently find them at Renaissance Festivals as well as Comic Con’s, a.k.a the only places she can dress up as a faerie and it not be weird. Existing on chocolate, pasta, and boxed wine, Elle loves to venture outdoors, explore new places, and volunteer for her community. After a lifetime of searching, she’s found her own happily ever after in Colorado with her little family.