Nine years ago, Cassian witnessed the assassination of his father, which left him to lead the desert clan. Growing up, he had relied on help from those around him; now an adult, Cassian wants to prove his own worth. His first task -- securing the love of his bodyguard, Yashiv. Though the two have been inseparable since Cassian’s childhood, he fears Yashiv won’t let down his walls of propriety. Then Cassian finds a child, the only survivor of the king’s caravan procession. Wen claims to be the bride for Prince Manoel, the ruler of the nearby city, but underlying currents of her story raise Cassian’s suspicions. Cassian and Yashiv must find where Wen belongs, before rival clans, the city’s guards, or Cassian’s own people decide the child’s fate. Can Cassian and Yashiv find out where Wen belongs before her fate is decided by rival clans or Cassian’s own people? And can Cassian show Yashiv he’s now a man, as well as Master of his clan?

Shifting Sand

Yashiv couldn’t tear his eyes away, couldn’t keep the shocked expression from his face.


Run, he wanted to shout. Get out of here!He cursed his selfish desire, his greedy prayer. Now Cassian would be rounded up along with them.


The captain noticed Yashiv’s gaze and stared over his shoulder to where Master stood.


“You, girl,” the captain said. “You shouldn’t be here to witness this. Get back inside.” He turned back to Yashiv. “I didn’t realize desert people were so respectful of women.”


Yashiv nearly sighed in relief, realizing the captain misunderstood the fear on his face. Hopefully Cassian would have the sense to leave.


“But Captain,” Cassian said, his voice softer than normal. “I was sent to bring you this refreshment.”


“I’m busy, girl,” he said, turning to look at Master.


“No one knew you were busy, Captain. But if I return with this undelivered, I will be punished.”


The captain growled in frustration. “Set it down there and go.”


Chapter 54