Category: Talon the Black (Dragonwall Series # 1) By Melissa Mitchell

Chapter 40 – Taming the Beast Kastali Dun Reyr had never before been so displeased with King Talon in all his life. Leading up to the trial, he held firm to the belief that his king would come to his senses. Unfortunately, Talon’s propensity for reason evaporated the moment Claire presented herself. In its place he found an erratic and unpredictable ruler—one who resorted to gruesome threats. Claire had every […]

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Chapter 39 – Responsibilities Redport Tamara turned her head this way and that, studying her reflection in the looking glass. Gemstones glittered in her hair as they caught the glow of orange light from the setting sun. Her hair was fetching, but not nearly as lovely as her ice-blue eyes. “Hold still!” She received a warning tug upon her unfinished black tresses. A pile of hair was already gathered upon […]

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Chapter 38 – The Trial Kastali Dun Claire’s heart raced the moment she heard footsteps outside her cell. She shrank back into the corner. All this time she had waited, furious. Now she no longer wanted to leave the darkness of her familiar cage. An empty hopelessness settled over her, weighing heavily on her shoulders. In everyone’s eyes she was already guilty. The Promise wouldn’t let her argue otherwise. It […]

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Chapter 37 – The Color Black Kastali Dun Talon sat with his Shields, eyeing them in silence. Firelight danced across them, casting long shadows around the sitting room of his tower. A thunderstorm threw itself upon the keep’s walls, breaking the day’s humidity. Inside, all that could be heard was the crackling and popping within the grate. No one wished to speak, especially not he. Three days of funeral games […]

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Chapter 36 – An Unexpected Request Kastali Dun Desaree and Jocelyn found Sarah just after sunset. Together they made their way to a vantage point right outside the keep’s gatehouse. It was an ideal place to watch the start of the procession. Ranks had already formed as everyone assembled to watch Lord Cyrus travel through the city. The warm summer air had not yet let up, and those carrying torches […]

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Chapter 35 – The Dungeons Kastali Dun Saffra peered around the corner into the guard room. A wall of keys stretched up to the ceiling. Numerous prisoners were housed within the dungeons. Some would never again see the light of day. Four guards sat around a table of crates playing cards. They taunted each other, tossing coins onto a growing stack. With the activity taking place in the streets, their […]

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Chapter 34 – A Daring Plan Kastali Dun Saffra pulled an arrow from her quiver. Though her movements were well-practiced, today they betrayed her true feelings. Anyone who knew her would easily note that she was not herself. Most were still gathered in the lower courtyard to witness the highly-anticipated arrival of the king’s Drengr Fairtheoir. She had been on edge all day, but now, in the aftermath of the […]

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Chapter 33 – The Capital Eigaden Planes Claire savored her last day in the sky. She loved flying, even though it made her sore and achy. She adored the freedom of the sky, the cool wind that whistled past her ears, and the sense of separation between her and the ground. The closer she got to the capital, the more she wished she could remain there forever. A deep foreboding […]

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Chapter 32 – History Eigaden Planes Claire sloshed stew everywhere the moment King Talon’s voice bombarded her mind. Reyr had only just returned from his trip west, and the king’s contact was not something she was expecting. “Whoa, Claire! Careful with that.” Jovari held out his hands and took his bowl from her, eyes narrowed. She hardly heard him. “The people cry for justice, Reyr.” Justice. Of course they did. […]

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Chapter 31 – Fort Squall Fort Squall Reyr flew hard against the eastern wind. It sang in his ears, whistling past him. He battled it with each downward sweep of his golden wings. His breath came in short gasps, searing his chest as if his own fire burned through him. His shoulder muscles screamed in pain, begging him to slow his pace, but he did not listen. He disciplined himself […]

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