The Guardian of the Palace

π—•π—’π—’π—ž π—₯π—˜π—©π—œπ—˜π—ͺ

As I sagged into my seat, head perching just above my phone on the table, my mind drifted over the memory of the creature I’d slain. But all I said was, β€œYes, mother, I’m fine.”
I took a swallow of coffee, already cooled enough that I didn’t have to sip, wishing it would grant me its promised energy. I rubbed my eyes with my palms as my mom spoke. I didn’t listen closelyβ€”she was worried about me. β€œReally, mom. It’s just a security job. So much less dangerous than what I was doing.” I felt the bump on the back of my head. No fresh blood, but I hadn’t expected any.
She went on again about the news showing the police, FBI, CIA, military… about all the government cars around my building.
β€œI know, Mom.” I’d already told the FBI I’d been hit on the head and dumped in Central Park. I wasn’t about to tell my mother that. It didn’t stop her from going on about the danger.
β€œI know, Mom!” I wasn’t going to tell her about the dancing lights either. No need to spook herβ€”I’d been spooked enough already. She relayed to me that the news was replaying the destruction of the Owaie building, a modern marvel in many ways like the one I protected.
β€œ Mother! I know!” But she didn’t stop. My head still hurt. My body was beyond tired. I didn’t want to have a conversation with a worry-prone parent. I wasn’t sure what I’d seen in the tunnels, but it wasn’t anything I could explain. The lights in the air… the way the room itself tried to keep me out… it was as though by magic.

𝘈𝘀𝘡π˜ͺ𝘰𝘯-𝘱𝘒𝘀𝘬𝘦π˜₯, 𝘨𝘳π˜ͺ𝘱𝘱π˜ͺ𝘯𝘨 𝘒𝘯π˜₯ 𝘧𝘒𝘴𝘡 𝘱𝘒𝘀𝘦π˜₯!
Talk about a crazy and wild ride, this story got my attention since the first pages and it was really easy to follow.
It had well developed characters, Red was my favorite of all, the world building was great and it was full of twists until the very end. What more can you ask for a good fantasy read?

Thank you Steven J Morris – Writer for this copy.

π˜‹π˜° 𝘺𝘰𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘒π˜₯ 𝘧𝘒𝘯𝘡𝘒𝘴𝘺? π˜žπ˜©π˜’π˜΅β€™π˜΄ 𝘺𝘰𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘒𝘷𝘰𝘳π˜ͺ𝘡𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦?

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