GENRE: YA Fantasy
Descending the staircase, Karma crept over to the kitchen. The faint aroma of that evening’s dinner still lingered in the air. The moon, barely visible from the kitchen window, made it difficult to see anything apart from a couple of mosquito-sized spiders, dripping silvery spikes from the ceiling.
“You have to leave now . . . !”
“Listen, Devante! He’s on his way here. You must get your family as far away as you can now! Go to Oswald – stay in Carling! You know the Gothic King will stop at nothing to destroy you now that he’s discovered what you’ve done! He hates traitors even worse than Oswald –!”
“B-But how could he have known? There’s no way he could’ve found out! I was so careful . . . .”
The icy lips of fear kissed Karma’s blood and awakened a rhyme from a nightmare.
In the past grew trickery and lies,
Deception formed in the stepfather’s allies.
Be careful in whom ye place yer trust,
One wrong move, ye’ll turn to dust.
The mystery man growled, “Dammit, Devante, it doesn’t matter how he found out; what matters is he did! Escape now or you and your entire family will be killed . . . or worse. He might figure out what she is. King Alrick made it clear that he’d kill anyone who gets in his way of finding her. Thirteen years he has searched for her! What do you think he’d do to you if he knew you were harboring her in your own hou –?”