The Eight Lands of Pharr are in trouble, and the only ones who can help are a young princess and the sister she believes lost. They hold two of the four Magical Stones, created long ago by an Ancient Mystic to channel the magic of his bloodline. But when an evil witch named Patadora Coggs seeks to control the Stones, the two girls must join forces to save their unsuspecting world. With them is a motley crew gathered as they travel to retrieve the remaining two Stones. Airk Ranon, cynical Weapons Master. The Baret Wray and First Commander Dungan Weir, who command King Randel's army. Elke, a centurion who has never been away from home. Skotak, an Emini Plainsman who provides steeds for the travelers. Dreux, a young prince seeking adventure, and his lover, Estelle. And Kitt, a young orphan held enslaved by pirates. Chased by Patadora's Maelnords and her own shapeshifting daughter, and by the infamous Weapons Master's outlaw reputation, the young friends travel land and sea in their quest to find the last two Stones. Once they have the Magical Stones of Pharr in their possession, they must travel to the witch's lair and end her evil reign of terror.

The Magical Stones of Pharr

“You don’t really want to travel across the Baer’s, do you?”


She continued. “I know some trails that would get us to Andemni quickly. In less than a week, we’d meet up with Ford. If you’re going the way I think you are, it’ll take us twice as long to reach the Plains. And traveling through the woods is dangerous.”


He knew those same trails but chose not to comment on them. “I can protect you.”


She laughed. “I’ve no doubt of that. What bothers me is the direction we’re traveling. Either we’re taking the long route, or you lied and we aren’t going to see Ford.”


Angry, he grew defensive and leaped to his feet. “I gave you my word, didn’t I? I’m an honorable man.”


“You could’ve fooled me,” she said archly.


He stalked across the cavern to the other wall and threw himself to the ground. Folding his arms across his chest, he glared at her. She gave him a smirk so faint, it might’ve been the product of imagination and firelight.


Chapter 14