"Rie stood behind her chair in the family dining room, waiting for her wardens. Her eyes traced the family sigil inlaid in the tabletop. After decades of meals taken in this room, she knew each curve of the clematis vine that wrapped the ebony shield, and could tell you exactly how many flowers bloomed in the wood."
Don't forget, each Friday through February 6, I will be posting a chapter from Sanyare: The Last Descendant, giving you five free chapters to sample before you buy the book. Make sure to check back each week!