Excerpt 4

BLOOD RAVEN’S LAST BATTLE PRINCE
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So, what was King Merchiaun brewing? King Machraith never underestimated the crafty, ingenious ways of one of his greatest, most worthy adversaries, this mighty king. “Our brenin is mourning the death of his daughter and her unborn son, both slain by your spies,” spoke Gorm.

That gave King Machraith pause. “Brianna,” he mournfully whispered under his tongue. It struck him that his warrior spies Cadfael had sent to follow the ghost two nights ago hadn’t journeyed to King Morcant’s, but instead rode to King Merchiaun’s, murdering Brianna, and, worst of all, her unborn son. Seth rescued Ronan from King Merchiaun. The ghost, the traitor, his own flesh and blood son Ronan. And Idris knew, too. Brianna was Ronan’s true love, the one woman that could purify his heart. But she was the enemy’s daughter. No peace could ever come of the lovers uniting in wedded bliss, at least not between the two kings. But then what seemed most difficult to acknowledge struck King Machraith the hardest—the unborn son being Ronan’s.