The Blight of Muirwood (Legends of Muirwood)
Jeff Wheeler
Language: English
Pages: 453
ISBN: 1612187013
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
In The Blight of Muirwood, the second book in the Muirwood Trilogy, Lia finds herself filled with inner turmoil after the great battle of Winterrowd that led to the death of the wicked king and her closest ally. Despite her reservations, Lia is called to be an official protector of Muirwood Abbey and is charged to employ her magic to defend Ellowyn Demont, the lost heir of the fallen kingdom of Pry-Ree. Her duties are put to the test when the Queen Dowager arrives in Muirwood accusing the Aldermaston, the abbey’s overseer, for the king’s death. Amidst the turmoil, battle ensues, and Lia learns of a terrible plague that threatens to cover the land in darkness and death. Atop it all, the magic of the world begins to fail. In a quest to undo the devastation, Lia’s path brings her to a startling revelation that will change her life forever.
two men plucked at fruit from the garden. One looked toward the alder trees. “I do not hear them.” “Hear what?” “I do not hear the Aldermaston or Ellowyn. Where do you think they went?” One spoke with a mouthful of fruit. “The vineyard. I told you.” “Are you sure?” “Why are you worried?” “I do not know. I just am. Let us go see where they are.” The other grunted noncommittally. “No, we should go see. Come on.” “All right. Let me grab one more.” Lia watched with growing dread each moment
can always sleep elsewhere, and I know how hard it is waking up Sowe. Besides, there are still survivors from the king’s army wandering the Bearden Muir, living off the land. Martin and I have seen their tracks, but they have stayed away from the Abbey so far. Still, it is best to be cautious.” She wiped her mouth. “So explain this to me. How did Colvin and Edmon…” “The Earls of Forshee and Norris-York,” Sowe said, interrupting her. “They have titles, Lia. You are supposed to use them.” Lia
hiding place, clutching her hand as she shook, her teeth chattering. The girl was too cold. A dunk in the river might kill her. It was looking like they would need to fight their way across. “It is Dieyre,” came a muttering voice. “He looks vexed.” Another chill swept down Lia’s spine but not because of the water or the breeze. How she wanted to reward him with the arrow for his treachery. The sound of advancing horses closed in, and the soldiers clustered along the banks. There were probably a
Safeguard her to my manor. The future of the realm depends on keeping Ellowyn Demont safe.” Darkness settled over Muirwood with a sullen whisper. Rain-choked leaves burdened the limbs of the mighty oaks surrounding the Abbey. Inside the manor house, Marciana stood at the gap in the doorway of her resting chamber, guarding the scene. “Thank you, Aldermaston. I bid you good night. Tell my brother I will explain everything. He will understand. Thank you, again.” Slowly, she shut the huge oak
heart. She tried to crush them, but still they poked and stabbed her. When Colvin and Ellowyn had first arrived, the Aldermaston told her that the time would come when she would need to use the Cruciger orb to find a safe haven for them. She knew that they would leave that night, under the cover of darkness. Only in the dark would they be able to find their way past the wall of Pareigis’s men. That was the only thing she could think of. But what if Dieyre was right? What if they had a way to