TITLE: FALL OF THE TUNETELLERS
GENRE: YA - Fantasy
Galatrin stifled a scream as cold fingers closed over her mouth.
“Not a sound, dear one.” Warm breath filled her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. “We must prepare to leave.”
Queen Lofstra came into focus beside her. She dropped her hand and looked at Galatrin, her eyes smoldering in the candlelight.
“Mother, what is it?” Her heart pounded in her chest.
“We’re under attack.” The queen picked up the small taper beside Galatrin’s bed, her hands trembling but her voice filled with resolve.
Galatrin couldn’t recall a time her mother appeared more tired or distraught. Her skin was pale and thin, with veins visible just under the surface. The bags under her eyes drooped from lack of sleep.
“Are they inside, Mother?” How was that possible? Isenford was an impenetrable fortress. Enemy forces could not have overrun the outer defenses in a matter of hours. Galatrin tried to wrap her tired mind around what her mother was saying.
“Yes, it appears we’re under attack from within. I know it’s difficult to understand. Isenford has always provided safety and refuge. But now…”
The queen sighed as she fidgeted with the large, stuffed satchel at the end of the bed.
“Only Ador knows. Your father feared an attack would occur in our lifetime.” Her eyes seemed to briefly wander to a place Galatrin couldn’t reach.
“But now, we must move swiftly. Everything else you need for your journey can be acquired downstairs.” The queen gently grasped her daughter’s hand.