Prologue: From Mountains of Ice

By way of introduction of my new cultural fantasy novel, From Mountains of Ice, and to celebrate my 54th birthday, I'm offering here the prologue for your pleasure.

He tried very hard to remain still, to be strong, project the image of the Royal Prince he was. That scream in his throat had a life of its own. He wanted to set it free, let it encompass the room.

How could she?

He allowed himself to scan the chamber – the afternoon sunlight so heavy where it poured through the open terrace door, the