Thursday, July 4, 2013

Happy 4th - A Rebel's Excerpt

Just like the rebels fighting in the America revolution, Rane is fighting for her county.




She lifted her head. “What? I’m not in over my head. I asked for this assignment.”
He blinked as if surprised by her outburst. “Why would you do that? This is probably the most dangerous place you could be in this war.”
“Yes, and it’s my people who are dying because of the tyrannical rule of Emperor Salzar.”
“What? When did he become Emperor?” His grip on her arm tightened.
“About a year ago,” Rane barked and jerked herself free of his hold, her hips hitting the hard edge of the altar. “Because you live here you probably haven’t heard of the atrocities he’s performed against my people.”
Nick turned and stared down the path leading through the forest. “I have no doubt. The man is cruel.”
The small action of Nick’s jaw jutting out like he was clenching his teeth exemplified his feelings for Salzar. Lines circled his mouth, and he curled his hands into fists.
“And you hate him?” The idea thrilled her. Perhaps, she could count on him to help her with her plan.
“That goes without saying, but it doesn’t change the reason for us being here. The object is to find out the location of the nustru purification plant so we can destroy the place and cripple his armies.” Nick studied her with narrowing eyes. “You have to hide your feelings for the man or you won’t be able to pull off your job as my companion. We’re invited to his mansion tomorrow night.”
“You mean the king’s mansion? Salzar invited us to visit him there?” Rane couldn’t believe she’d be allowed back into her home. As the youngest daughter of the king, she’d only escaped because Salzar had mistaken her as a servant’s child and had released her with the rest of the domestic help.
“Yes, and I’m not sure what he has in mind.” Nick placed his hand over hers. The concern in his eyes alerted her to a potential problem. “His inner circle doesn’t discuss anything that happens at the mansion, but rumors have spread about some of the games he likes to play with his guests.”
“What type of games?” Rane asked not willing to admit she had any other intel on Salzar other than he refused to leave the royal property. That was one of the reasons she’d been forced to come here to achieve her objective.
“I’m not exactly certain,” he hedged.
Nick’s attitude confused her for a moment, until she realized the issue. “Sexual games where women are used by multiple men.”
“Could be.” He tightened his hand over hers. “I don’t like the idea, but I might not be able to stop him. Salzar takes what he wants and he isn’t kind about how he goes about getting it.”
Pain twisted its way through her heart like a knife. She knew first-hand what Salzar would do. Her family’s butchered bodies remained nailed to property gates for at least a week before Salzar allowed anyone the right to remove them. 
 “I know what’s expected of me as a companion. I’ll do what is required so we can get the information we need to defeat him.” Rane turned her hands over and gripped Nick’s.

What would you be willing to do to save your country?



 Anita
www.anitaphilmar.com

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