Upcoming release sample: PLANTWISE

 Twenty minutes later, her hair brushed and braided and shoes onher feet, Arden stepped into her father's study. King Alfred and Queen Elisewaited at the head of the long council table, Comyn standing just in front ofthe king, to his left.

A tall young man with tousled, curly dark hair and gray eyes,dressed in sturdy traveling clothes, stood on the queen’s right. He held apacket sealed with green wax, which had to be the letter from Ambrose. Ardenwondered only for a moment why he wasn’t wearing the green and black livery ofStonemount. Shouldn’t a courier from the royal family be in livery?

She forgot that question when the young man’s eyes widened andhe looked past her. Right at the place where Glynna hovered. He could see her.That meant he had magic.

As if in confirmation of that thought, several silver sparkshovered around his head for a few heartbeats. Silver magic was healing magic.That made sense now. He was another healer like Ambrose, so he had brought theletter instead of sending it by courier.

All three adults smiled as Arden curtseyed very prettily.

“Arden,” her mother said, gesturing at the young healer, “thisis Dylon, grandson to Healer Ambrose.”

“Oh, my, how he’s grown. He looks so much like his grandmother,rather than Ambrose,” Glynna said. 

Dylon grinned and gave ahead-bow to Glynna, and Arden’s heart sputtered a few beats in excitement. Hecould hear her, as well as see her. She had yet to meet anyone who could seeand hear her beloved teacher. This was quite the best present for her birthday.She couldn’t wait to talk to him. And have Glynna talk to him.