Sonali_Sokhal

"Ashmeer.....!" she called out his name in a blood curling scream as him the mists swirled around him!

"Let him go Azriel....you belong to me now," she heard Ashdeer's voice from behind her.

As the third daughter of the Vizier of Andora, Azriel has her life cut out for her. A promising debut and then marriage to a noble lord, or to become one of the famed whisperers of Andora. 

Duke Ashdeer is the famed Lord Dragon Protector of Irismus, Keeper of the Blight for the Alavaran Kingdom. Duty has always bound him, and duty brings him closer to Azriel, yet it soon blossoms into love. 

Azriel's life tumbles away when the Blight reaches the mines of Andora.   However, Azriel soon finds her whole world crumble in a few days as she is stripped of family, identity and the man she was engaged to. Banished by her brother to Irismus, betrothed to the Duke as recompense for all the loss that has happened.. Will Azriel discover her full power and potential and rise like the Phoenix? Will Ashdeer and she fulfill their love for each other? Read on to find out

LOVE OF THE PHOENIX

We all walked in single file into the whispering pillars for some reason. Three more of the warriors of the Cal 'D' Thrun stood there, looking at us, their spears in their hands, their pale faces grim. Yet they were all young like Alzor and Iffindora. The latter looked at me with hatred spilling out of her eyes, and I felt a shiver pass down my spine.

Alzor gestured to a young soldier to walk behind us and said, "I think we shall place this injured young man, named Rob? right? Rob can be sent with my men to the inner rooms, where he may recover in peace. You all would be anxious to meet your friends?"

He looked at me as he spoke and I felt very uncomfortable. Why was he doing this? It didn't feel right. But I decided to let it be.

Flanagan spoke up, trying to sound calm and authoritative, "Yes, we would like to meet them."

Confusion!