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Elven Chronicles #1
Genre: Fantasy, Romance
He has returned from the wars a hero to his people, savior of their Empire and honored as such, but his world is empty, despite the peace he has won for his people. There is no light where he lives, no soft touch to comfort him, to push away the darkness of his memories. He lives only to serve his King and the world he lives in. He is the High Lord General Gabriel Eagle Claw, commander of the combined Elven forces Sent into the outside world to bring their people home he travels with his troop to the valley where he has been told they await his coming. There he is to find the life mate to the King and bring her safely to his side, but there is more, for there is a mystery he must solve and claim for his own. She who will bring light and love to his soul, she is his Eden. His one and only, his true soul mate, his love and he vows he will bind her to him forever.
She is like a forest creature, wild and free. Warrior trained along side her brothers. She guards the life and spirit of the forests that surround them, as well as those who live in the valley with them. She also guards a secret, for she is more than just a simple Elven maiden tending to the care of the elements they live in. Within her lives the talent to communicate with the very trees she treats, they tell her tales, stories, tidings of things that have passed. To them she is their guardian. To them she is Tratchar, she who heals their ills, beloved of the Sentinels and their salvation. Beautiful and proud she is no man’s possession, nor shall she be, this she is determined she will never be.
“Catch,” the warning comes just in time to alert the General Gabriel to attention and warrior that he is he is quick to react just as the young Elven maiden is knocked from the tree that he has chosen to stand under, catching her as she falls. When blue eyes meet silver each know they have met their life mate, but such things as not as quickly accepted as they are recognized. He would have order in his ranks, she must be free to mark her own trail, he would bind her, tie her, control her. She would test his patience and will to the limit, and challenge his rights to own what she would not give freely.
As he brings those he has been ordered to collect home a new world unravels for the Elves that neither has expected. As the King claims his bride, Eden hears a different voice, for the GREAT GUARDIAN has recognized her for what she is. TRATCHAR. A title that has been lost in time and is said only to live in legend. None have lived in the living memory of those who dwell in the Empire. Embraced by the forest that surrounds her, revered by the inhabitants, Eden seeks no more than to regain the peace she knew in the valley, while Gabriel wishes no more than to hold her tight to his side.
Brought together through trickery, separated through duty, Gabriel and Eden find that their worlds have changed, for both are recognizing more and more that the bond that will make them complete will not be denied. It is forever in her character to fight that which she cannot battle, and Gabriel will use whatever means in his arsenal of tricks to complete their bond and hold her to his side, until no longer able or willing to deny the love that haunts her, she becomes his in body, mind and soul. It is a coming together that binds not only one, but both, as the words they share in bonding declares. “You are mine, I am yours. Together, we are one.”
Marious just smiled and answered: "If I had thought you would have listened to me at all when you gave me that order before you left I could have told you that what you expected was physically impossible. Civilians do not move like an army on a forced march. They consist of the elderly, the very young, men and women and children. They all need to be fed and cared for. Let's face it uncle, you have been at war too long. You have forgotten what being a member of a community is like. Perhaps having to deal with a life mate will bring you back."
"Life mate?" Eden repeated as she noted the motion made towards her as he had spoken to his uncle. "Who do you mean, life mate?"
"You," came his preoccupied answer and he smiled at the two of them.
"Over my dead body," came her reply. There was no way she was going to believe that piece of ignorance. Not now, not ever, and she was going to get away one-way or another. Just in case Marious was not just trying to frustrate his uncle with all his teasing.
"Marious you are causing more problems than you are solving. All we are trying to do is get these people to their new homes. Then everyone can go as they choose. Even Eden. She is not my life mate. I would know if she was and so would she."
"Believe what you will, but just to let you know, fighting the attraction will just make it stronger in the end. Now back to your command and reason for being here. Our crowd will need to eat, which means food will need to be gathered. They might have brought supplies with them, but some fresh meat is always in short supply."
"So how long do you think that is going to take?"
"Let me think uncle, hunting, fishing, preparation, packing the processed items so they will last over the next few days before we have to do this all over again? Two days. Then three days of travel.
"That is negotiable, though I think we might be able to work it out. Accept it uncle, we have at least another seven days before we get home, and that is a less than conservative guess."
"The men capable of hunting will head out now, anyone else can set up camp."
"I can hunt." Eden interrupted, only to be ignored.
"How about you uncle?"
Gabriel tossed Eden a frown and sighed. "I better see that everything here runs smooth and nobody wanders off and gets lost."
"I thought the rope would prevent me from leaving." Eden reminded him. "You told me that it would tie me up if I even thought of trying to escape."
"I also told you that you had to be kept close." He growled, not happy about any of it.
Eden was not overjoyed about it either. "Strange, I have no recollection of you saying anything to that effect."
"Hardly matters what you recollect Eden, that is the way it is."
Marious cut in before things began to get out of hand between the two again. "Uncle, take your lady fishing. I will see to the rest. You both look like you could use the rest and perhaps you will come to terms with one another if you do something constructive together."
"Fishing?" Gabriel sounded skeptical.
"Can I use my bow?" Eden sounded innocent enough but both men tossed her a look that spoke volumes. "I am better with my bow than anything else." She defended her choice.
"Eden," Marious spoke. "Even you cannot expect us to be stupid enough to think you can fish with a bow. You will be properly outfitted. Just be a good girl and see if you can catch more fish than my uncle."
"You think that possible?" Her reply was sarcastic in cast as well as intent. "He may be able to order them to jump onto shore thus relieve everyone else from the chore of procuring them. If not he could always bind them with Elven rope."
Marious laughed, tossing his uncle an amused look as he answered: "I think even my revered and highly decorated uncle would refrain from thinking he could do something like that, though if he can keep you restrained he just might be capable of doing just what you claim he might do."
Gabriel tossed his nephew a smug grin and Eden looked to the heavens as if for relief from her two captors. He then led her to the side of the river and within short order he had them equipped and settled in comfort on the banks. A few hours later they compared catches and it was Eden's turn to look smug as she had caught not only the bigger fish but twice as many as both Gabriel and Marious, who had come to join them after seeing his own duties finished.
M. A. Abraham
About the Author
I have been writing books since before I became a teenager. Most are still hidden in the closet. I used to make up my own stories as a child, everyone used to act them out while we were playing outside. As a teenager someone issued me a challenge. I told her that her stories stunk, she told me to do better.
My job growing up was to play guardian to my little brother, keep him safe. That meant I ended up getting into more fights than enough – makes sense now that I write about warriors.
My family will try to tell you that I’m not innocent, I have a personality that keeps them on their toes. Over my lifetime and theirs I have earn several nicknames – The Godmother, The Evil Christmas Elf (comes from making my nieces wrap their own Christmas presents), Mistress of Ambush. My favorite response to them when they try to get me into trouble is just to look at them with a wide doe eyed expression and say “Moi?????”
I have a seal point Siamese cat named Snoop, named after my favorite cartoon character and hobby. I have a “healthy” but small collection of Snoopy memorabilia. He is a character alright; never met a cat who can talk back like he does. He expects daily dosages of adoration on his schedule when he wants it – not when it’s convenient for me and he HATES snow.
I come from a very large family (mostly brothers) and I could outrun the whole works of them (I’m the shortest!). It was called survival.
This book has been in the making for a long time now. Over a half a year to write it, about the same amount of time to edit it, and probably about the same amount of time to get the art work and website! I have learned you can’t control the timelines of other people – Murphy likes to step in.