CLARREN sits fighting back tears as a priest plucks out one strand of hair for every year of her life. When he finishes, she starts to rub the sore spots on her head, only to have the priest slap her hand away, warning that she is inviting witchcraft. As he finishes he warns Clarren to have her hair cut so that it does not go beyond her knee and to watch that what is cut away is burned immediately in a fire so that no one may use it to cast a spell on her. Before departing he warns her among other things to take care no one in her household destroys a cobweb, and to avoid black dogs, cats and hens. What has brought Clarren to such measures? She’s getting married.She is taken from a very sheltered life to be a political pawn, where she is suppose to influence powerful people, as she is caught up in a power play for the throne from double-crosses to the return of an heir, long thought dead. Princes promise her loyalty, priests warn her of displeasing the gods, and warlords vie for more territory. Clarren must decide who she can trust.
Ever wake up and not know where you are, or how you got there and you're not sure where home is? "Unbelievable! I'll tell you what is unbelievable, my sister and I were on vacation with our mother in Roswell, and that's the last thing either of us can remember. The next thing we know we wake up in that cave with you, Lycus and Lady Bellmany. You tell Belle and me we are on another planet, but even you don't know how or why we are here. If we don't know where we are, our parents sure don't know where we are. Do you know how worried they must be?!" Tears were streaming down Sam's face, and her voice was cracking, "You tell us we have to stick close to you to be safe, but you won't explain exactly why. On top of all that, you tell us that Rikka is related to us, except she is almost the color of snow, has elf-like ears and levitates in midair. You make us responsible for her by making me her mother. Don't you think it is about time you laid all your cards on the table?!" Sam screamed at Dair.
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